Some part of me still believes: "If you are good and say your prayers, when you die, you will go to Texas."
According to John, that alphabetized list of music means I have my shit together.
Before I die, I will own a house on the western coast of Ireland.
I'm spending way to much time on this whole, 'Cow Cheese v. Goat Cheese' thing...
I have a website full of shit I find amusing, fucked up or whatever, maybe visiting it can answer those annoying about me questions.