Like drive, one handed, a mile in a blizzard, while talking on your cell phone, passing three police cars, just to apologize for saying “Goodbye.”

I need to get dressed. Honestly.

Seriously. Things to do and shit.

Random thoughts Jason has at 3 in the morning

I wonder if Drew ate all the spaghetti…

Ooh! Blueberry muffins.

*looks at almost empty chocolate milk jug* Great! Not even enough for a whole glass. *drinks from the jug*

I want a chicken enchilada…or a chalupa. Fuck it, any Mexican food will do.