Take last December, for example. One Friday my friend invited me over, and I went, of course, without expecting anything. We worked on a sign for when we would go to the Relient K concert . . . and when I got home, there was a huge passel of girls in my living room screaming happy birthday at me.
Christmas presents usually don't surprise me. Usually.
Kimball the Ice Car is a 1998 Hyundai Sonata and he says merry Christmas, readers.
I'm kind of excited about my license now.
Keys in hand,
Christina Kuri Icarus