the older i get, the less creative i get.
i learned this last night as i sat in my bedroom floor making collages for various binders and notebooks. i just dont know where to put things anymore. but they turned out looking okay, i think.
tonight, besides the whole sad factor of rob's grandmother, was really fun. we went back to travis' new house and got the "grand tour" and then ordered pizza and watched a movie. tommy boy. first time i'd seen it.
so yeah. i dont really have anything else to say.
i hope not everyone can read me as easily as one person can.