Clint maybe deserves a little apology, because I think my previous post may have portrayed him in the wrong light. You see, one of the reasons I fell in love with him is that he totally gets me. He genuinely appreciates the things I love (yes even the "junk"), cares about my interests (who else would understand why I can't buy things with ugly packaging?) , and encourages me to pursue my hobbies and dreams. I honestly couldn't ask for somebody more supportive. That just needed to be said.
And yes, I got (more) bangs. I like that I can hide behind them at opportune times... like when I accidentally cut somebody off while driving or when I say something stupid.
And I can not get this lovely Beirut song out of my head.
And one more thing: Clint's band is playing a show this Saturday at Sweetcakes. Come be my friend, and eat free cookies with me! Details here on this silly flyer I made.