I’m about to head out to Shelby Township for turkey day tomorrow. I’ve got my clothes packed, the Dew ready, and a paper journal packed. Things are pretty tied up around here. Dropped
I’m still disbelieving about the job. I’m excited and grinning and amazed, but still a little disbelieving. I will accept this and I will do well at this. Especially if I get a Titanium. Nyah, nyah,
Okay, time to affix the tape on the ghetto-repaired stereo, top off the gas tank from returned bottles and cans, and head out to the land of Suburbia.