Where is he when I'm in at an Over The Rhine concert and need someone to dance with at the back of the gallery stage?
Where is he when I'm alone in the CD section of Borders and need someone to whisper some music advice so I know which CD to get (Donavon Frankenreiter or Janove Otessen?)
Where is he when I need someone to tell me a funny story before I go to bed so that I don't drown in my own thoughts?
About Me
- Kiwi
- I am the kind of person who washes and re-uses plastic baggies and tin foil, but will fall in love with and spend an exorbitant amount on a beautiful dress. And yes, I cry at Jif Peanut Butter ads every time.
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