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 pardon me, for I walked home in the rain.I love walking home in the rain. It sorta drowns my sorrows.No,it doesnt help me solve my problems. It just makes me feel better letting it out. just like all the long lonely busrides,cabrides alike,it gets me thinking. I thank my lucky stars that Cookies Carnival wasn't anything like a fiasco. despite a quiet opening of Firstavenue and choosing the inapppropriate location,we actually made about $160 in total :) so it is D greatness of actually making the whole thing work out that I am glad about. these bizzarre signals, I try not to read into them. they leave me stranded,just like how it was at the interchange. somehow I reason out that sleeping on it would make a much better choice. I have so so so much more to give,but I wont till it all deems fit. otherwise,its plainfully (and painfully) foolish. baby if you give it to me,I'll give it to you I know what you want baby if you give it to me, I'll give it to you as long as you want when 2 people like each other but they just can't seem to get it together. when comes the point where you know the wait is over,enough is enough? like Claire Colburn says,we are all substitute people.  icantwaittt :)
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