Dear Kyle,
I know I’m the worst.
Please don’t break up with me.
You know my weird Googling habits are funny.
KISS KISS.
I know I’m the worst.
Please don’t break up with me.
You know my weird Googling habits are funny.
KISS KISS.
Meaning I’m at Exit 29 and need to get to Exit 246.
At 80 mph… Someone do that math for me?
Obsessively tracking all of my packages full of Christmas presents for my family.
I’m too cheap to pay for expedited shipping so there’s probably a 50/50 chance everything will arrive an hour after I have to leave for Florida on Thursday.
Think my family will accept pictures of what I intended to give them?
Also, please tell me I’m not the only one worshipping the USPS/UPS/Fed-Ex/DHL gods right now…
Dying to see Black Swan… Anyone know when it opens in Atlanta?