My mother keeps pestering me about how I don't post anything. I don't have anything to post about. BUT NOW i think I might...
In about T-8 days, I will be 20 years old. I don't feel 20. I don't think 20 is old, but I think that it's a big number. We frown on people who eat 20 pieces of cake. Or, make strange faces at someone with 20 kids. It's not old, it's just a big number...
Also, I bought Tagalongs at work yesterday. We were doing a Peak event outside of Bashas. And I saw them. And I bought them. The end.
This is my life. And I will Blog it.
(Me & Robert... Co-Worker at 98.7 The Peak.)