Sometimes it is cold out and sometimes it is not. And sometimes you have a jacket and sometimes you don't. I could make that a big ol' metaphor for friends but I didn't because it was of no interest to me anymore. But I did finish talking to my best bud Jordan and he is doing well so don't worry, because I know I have a big fan base that worries about what I do. I am here writing and only thinking about this Spanish song that has been stuck in my head: Cafe Tacuba - Volver A Comenzar. Look it up. It is a nice feel-good song. The rest of the night will hold more treasures because who knows what this fucked up mind with think of.
Oh and I want to auction off my virginity because there is a tv show that is going to be made about virgins and what not. Sounds like I need to be watching it right now.
In other news, Miss Quince Massacre 2 is in the beginning stages of writing. Hopefully this will all get done.