...get a job, sparkling wiggles!

Oh man, I'm such a spaz sometimes. I definitely teared up in the bookstore tonight. First of all, there's a woman who has worked in that store for at least five or six years now. I ALWAYS used to see her when I was in high school. I even wrote part of a poem about her once (she's the fourth section). She used to wear multi-colored dreads, and she has so, so many tattoos all over her body. ...