Ahh, Saturdays. I'm going out costume shopping later, it should be interesting... I'm attempting to buy cowboy clothes, and it's not really working. I got a shirt already... but left it in Daniels on Friday, becuase Matt and Beka were bitches.

On an evening such as this, it's hard to tell if I exist. Pack the car and leave this town; you'll notice that I'm not around. I can hide out under there... I just made you say "underwear".

Alright, my sister is at a track meet... I said that I'd call her 15 minutes ago while I was at the party yesterday, but she didn't sound so enthused... so I don't think that I will. Maybe later.

Ahh, she just texted me... she's done with her throwing, but has to wait around for another ~3 hours. What crap.

Alright, so my cousin sent this to my mom... it's hillarous. HOUSEHOLD ALERT