"today must be getting real fuzzy!" my grandma, lois larson, said this in a thinking of you card i recieved.
"what's the comedy?" my grandpa, karl wendelin, said this to my younger sister, rory, during a visit once. she was laughing really hard.
i love outkast. yeah, everything is getting fuzzy today. seems like it came and went. i had all these hopes for this weekend, and i flushed down the toilet. now my cough worsens. i moved my bed away from the window. it's too cold. damn.
hm. a cappella. yuck.