2004-11-15
Poor Brother. I Don't Think He'll Ever Go Out In Public With Me Again.
After the way I went shrieking and running down the street after I checked the mail a little earlier this afternoon, I don't think the neighbors will ever be persuaded to view me as sane again.
Not that I give a flying fuck though. I'm too excited.
I mean come on, a package from a friend AND my Cowboy Bebop DVDS. I think I have a right to be excited and run through the streets shrieking at the top of my lungs.