a squirrel on a leash that he put into a fannypack when he finished his coffee.
(and I only stopped in to get a beverage to go; so it's not as if I was sitting there all day watching for weirdness)
Huh. This is a weird welcome back to my annual visit of the old Livejournal friendship page. It reminds me of how, at the time, I thought it was…
The aftermath of the election makes it seem like we're all in for a very serious emo time, better suited to journaling than yelling on Facebook, yet…
Hey. it does!