Y'know, if I were a complete dork, I'd start singing something like "New York, New York." Thankfully for everyone around, I'm not, so you're safe.
Sadly, I don't think my hair is EVER gonna stop looking windblown, after everything.
Sal, you wanna come over later? I rented some 80s stuff.
Namely The Breakfast Club, Sixteen Candles, Pretty in Pink: you know, the essentials for a sap like me.
I know I haven't posted on this thing lately. I've just been a little preoccupied and stuff. Because it doesn't matter when he's not here.