it's going to be so cold tomorrow. dammit.
when is this fucking story going to end???? ahhhhhhhh. at least Gordon doesn't know anything about wrestling. then again, she probably does, knowing my luck. I mean, she's catholic (first short story) and her son did my term paper topic (goddammit) so she probably knows everything about wrestling too and will note my story to be inconcievable. SCREW YOU.
