What lies behind us and lies before us are small matters compared to what lies right to our faces.
Saturday, January 24, 2009
Huh.
Someone I actually want to talk to found me on Facebook--the guy who started calling me "Radish" in high school, when we were both working at his dad's restaurant. He's living in Milwaukee, of all places, with his wife and three kids.
I've decided to be a batshit insane folk artist instead of taking anti-psychotic medication. Well, if I can ever get away from the computer long enough to pick up a paintbrush.
No comments:
Post a Comment