Why am I crazy? Just ask my friends…
4 friends who influence my personal brand of insanity:
1) Shawn, who broke part of a wall with his head, was a haz-mat agent for Halloween when he was 16, and would rather eat a rattlesnake than admit that he likes cats. 2) Trevor, who can and will wear glasses with no appendages, conspires with me to take over the world, and will put his legs behind his head and spin for my amusement. 3) Amelia, who speaks the same language as I do (and helped me make some of it up!), will either bite me or give me a massage, and will talk to me at midnight before finals about flavors of milk. 4) Devyn, who STILL won’t take her collectable dolls out of their boxes for me to play with, taught me how to climb trees in kindergarten, and has offered to bring her cat to my house so my snail wouldn’t be lonely.
