And we saw horses when we were driving home. And Azzie's sis and I talked about horses. Mrs. B. (the one who was in the car accident) had this palomino stud and he was the one who cribbed, I remember. And she was talking about palomino studs, the one who was a pain. And I talked about Oaf, who is a gelding and not a pain. And Azzie was rolling her eyes inside and telling me that I was talking about horses and that I would stop liking horses when I started liking boys. But I won't start liking boys. That's boring.
And Azzie says I shouldn't say "asshole".
And I want a shredder. And I want a printer.
Azzie says our face looks different when it's me out.