he makes sure not to forget the love notes and candy cigarettes.
Which is nice except that I have to study in one of those individualized library cave-desks
because I feel like this is a sin that should probably be carried out in secret.
Oh, and I made corsages for Lil' Brudda's 5000 high-school friends this weekend (again).
All the cool kids showed up to the Homecoming dance with acorns on their wrists.
Because that's what I could find in the front yard.
