Back from Houston, by way of Nashville to catch the New Amsterdams at Exit/In. Kind of disappointing.
Almost as disappointing as having to spend the week staring at the conjoined heads of some chick and your best friend whom you drove across seven states for twenty four straight hours to see.
Everything's changed, yet I feel frustratingly the same. Except financially. That's actually worse. So, yeah, go me.
Almost as disappointing as having to spend the week staring at the conjoined heads of some chick and your best friend whom you drove across seven states for twenty four straight hours to see.
Everything's changed, yet I feel frustratingly the same. Except financially. That's actually worse. So, yeah, go me.