And the alien did decree: "Yeah, the bookstore is kind of a hobby, at this point"
I am neither sensible, I am far too random. I feel like I have too many loose ends. Not that I mean this in a "Aw fuck, gotta fix shit" deal. It's my goddamn hobbies. What I do: - Knitting a blanket And, this is just the shit I didn't have to think hard to conjure up. Yeah, the bookstore is kind of a hobby, at this point. I keep wondering why I'm so nice lately. I keep having friends stay over, for varying points of emergencies. I give them my bed, because I'm the only one who fits the couch. Maybe my time around Brad is starting to make me more human? |
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