since there's no one else around, we let our hair grow long and forget all we used to know. then our skin gets thicker from living out in the snow.
Wednesday, October 01, 2008
the phone call.
so, michelle obama called me tonight. i was all, "of course i already sent in my voter registration, michelle. you know who has my vote, yo. by the way, saw you get out of your plane today. safe travels."
i'm a copywriter. it's one word, not two. and it means i write ads.
i like words, ideas, bacon, butter and running. i also like god and my family and my dog.
sometimes i'm happy, sometimes i'm sad. but always, i'm brave. i used to think i wasn't. i was wrong.