i want to complain but i can’t. i want to tell you a story but i’m too tired. i want to lose weight but i am eating a muffin with milk at bedtime.
i’m tempted to say if i ever get this place open i’ll take up yoga, but i’m afraid it may just happen. both things.
i’m tired. i should not be late night blogging with hander-pants. (available soon at lightnin’ salvage enterprises.)
brent, can you figure out why in the world the first part of the first sentence, I, is located way up to the right of the first photo and i can’t change it?
what is wrong with this blog site? who uses this thing? why is it so hard? brent, are you out there? brent will know what to do. he always knows.