It's painful to be 18 again. Eighteen was not a great age. I made many, many mistakes and you'd think I'd have remembered the lessons. I seem to have misplaced that handbook. So I'm out to make the same mistakes all over again.
So, yeah, bare with me... Soon I hope to be back to my 34 year old self with only the usual amount of emotional and social kookiness.
If you need me, I'm rocking out to Alanis and eating ice cream out of the tub.
And please remember: