This is the ending, the ending, the ending of a story. -Animaniacs.
Long time no blog. Anyway. I had an hour to kill today so I went to Hastings and looking in the books section when I saw some guy with a green Mohawk stuffing his hand down his pants. (recap, Kat thinks: is that guy doing what I think-oh yes, yes he is. Good God. Don't look.) So uh, if you run into that guy, don't shake his hand. I had seen Julie's family's van in the parking lot and when I couldn't find a family member in site, my first reaction was that Mohawk man had stolen the van. (nope, I'm not prejudice at all....) I was pondering whether or not to call her when it turns out it was Sarah's car. Turns out blue does not equal white. At least Sarah let me bum an hour off of her. Thanks.