Raise your hand if you know that song...
Anything greasy or grimy or dusty!
I am feeling grouchy and since this is my personal blog I'm going to tell you how I feel and you can't do much but email me.
Firstly: To the person who ruined my artwalk night. I simply can't wait to talk to you again!
Secondly: This is a good one. We hosted the First Friday party for Historic Springfield last Friday. I had a blast. I assumed everyone did. There was definitely some dancing and even people who have seen the lofts before seemed to like the tour and seeing the updated homesteads. Speaking of homesteads, we had another unit go under contract. Yay. On the way out the young man who just decided to live in Springfield and his two daughters said hello to an older couple walking in. The older guy gave my Mom's new neighbor an earful about how stupid it was to have first friday at the school and how much it was bullshit and sucked, having admitted not actually making it to the party yet. Welcome to the neighborhood!
Thirdly: To the guy that harrassed my partner (burrito gallery partner who relieved me on the grill). I hope your brat was well done enough jack ass.
I am the freaking optimist, but I swear I have seen and can understand why people who dedicate themselves to this town's progression pack their shit and leave.
