FFAF is over.
Again, I didn’t post on any blogs. Shame on me, but I was so exhausted yesterday, I couldn’t do a thing anymore. 
Anyway, thanks to the people who posted on mine. 
FFAF is over.
Again, I didn’t post on any blogs. Shame on me, but I was so exhausted yesterday, I couldn’t do a thing anymore.
Anyway, thanks to the people who posted on mine.
The remaining topics in my head for FFAF are scarce, so I’m going to take this opportunity to sing the praises of Rob Thomas, the voice and lyrics behind Matchbox Twenty.
I think there’s something very average about Rob that makes him cute. Which is a plus. But the songs he writes are wonderful, which is the main reason I have a crush on him. Between “Smooth” and “Unwell”, well, if I were a teenager, I might just have his picture on my wall to swoon at while I listened to M20’s songs on my stereo.
This has been your monthly giddy-fest from Daria, the Diner Bitch 
Feeling: happy