Hence why I've been reading John Verdon's AMAZING Think of a Number for...you know, a few months. It's a really, really, really good book and I feel so bad that I'm taking so long to get through it! It's a bit adult, so I'm in no way saying that everybody my age should read it. It's got some gruesome details in it in relation to the murders and the language is very true to the cop stereotype.
Anyway, I really don't have anything to talk about. Nothing's really going on. Oh! I could post a few pictures from homecoming!
Me sitting down
Me and my "date"
(no, I didn't take him to the dance...I thought about it)
Me and my cousin "chocking" my brother
Me and my Papaw
Me with the flag