I Love it Loud

I like to start my weekends on Thursday. And I knew that this was going to be a bad weekend when I saw fucking Propaghandi at Myron's last night. Holy Fuck. I cannot even begin to describe how wierd I feel right now.

First of all, I don't remember the last time that I've seen Bob. I'm also not the kind of person that does spur of the moment stuff, but now I have red hair and a tragus piercing (Bob doesn't know!!).

This has been the wierdest day ever. Mad props to Justin.

FUCK YOU PROPAGHANDI