Reporting live from over her house

I have a thousand things I run my mouth about, but the only think I want to record for posturity is my rumblings over some girl who has my nose open...

She gave me pictures, and though I have a hundred of her already courtesy of my digital camera, I swear I was stare at this picture of her on her internship so much it will wear from the light reflecting from my eyes.

She wants to know what I'm doing... Do I tell her about the blog? Nah... I'll play it off. LMAO