Karen was there. Karen from when I was little. Karen who I used to play robots with, with whom we'd drive my cousin Stacy crazy, with whom I'd shout, "I am a robot. I eat batteries and chocolate morsels." She said that I could be a model. She's way too sweet. She said this after she saw some rave pics I got developed, but she wasn't wearing her glasses. I love Karen. One day we're going to do something cool together.
She wants to hang out sometime, and if I get that job at In-N-Out, we're all going to lunch there.
(On the way home we listened to this really sexy song by the Rolling Stones. It was delicious.)
And now I am going to go do my Christmas shopping.