i love how highly you think of yourself. it turns me on lmfaodijfnsidfnidnfsd.

anyhoot.

my brain is fried chicken right now, tbh. the stupid preschool that i work for put me in charge of writing thanksgiving songs for the kids.

i'm like...wtf? there is only so much you can write about turkeys and pilgrims and (icky) food. (i kinda don't like thanksgiving. killing turkeys=sin).

well i appreciate your confidence in my non-fail-ness. :)