i am 22 years old. i work at outback steakhouse in the infamous "villages," where i sell my soul regularly to retired senior citizens in the area for a good tip. i've written enough of these mini life stories to know that the basics, to you, are probably all that matter. nice to meet you.
oh hai blog. life has been crazy, and that means a lot coming from someone without a working vehicle. i got up at 10am today which is crazy in itself.
tuesday i am going to see
tegan and sara in georgia! i'm going to try to keep my cool, like i do at most concerts but i might just end up screaming like a fan girl.
i'm wondering if i can bring my
rebel xti aka "reba" with me. if i can't get a solid answer on whether or not cameras are allowed i'll have to leave reba at home. she would be hard to hide in my pants.
so i'm looking at a 6-8 hour drive to georgia with melissa and savina. if melissa can stand putting up with me and savina, listening to tegan and sara and playing car games, for that long i'll have to propose to her.
psyyyyyyche.
i'm up early today because i started working out yesterday. all my muscle has turned to fat and multiplied. hopefully i won't get in the ugly cycle of muscle to fat to muscle to even more fat that my older brother was in for a long time.
hi jon! if you're reading this, don't worry, you're totally hot.
Labels: tegan and sara, vanity