My skin is clear, and you can see what I'm thinking.

It's been an eventful last week here on Lake Woebegone.

I can't even begin, begin to tell you about your judgement, so I'll stop, I won't let you win.

The college clock is ticking down.

The concert was spectacular. Thank God for friends.

I'll be running along to work soon.

They keep telling me not to grow up, and then other people tell me to grow up. Surely there's a Goldilocks zone? Not too hot, not too cold.

Just right.