i just realized that i got a 3.0 in bio.
good god. i never cracked my book!
it would still be wrapped in plastic if po didnt want to look through it....


things i learned about barry:
people actually like him. he showed up at 1pm, people had been lining up since 8am.
the line curved out of the building and around a corner. (its a big fuckin building).
lots of people laughed at the shrieking women. imagine big hairy men throwing their arms up in a mocking manner yelling.
OH BARRY! AHHH!
barry came to freds because we were one of the two largest sellers of his newest, gayest CD.
our store... crazy shit... oh. this was out of the northwest.

barry looks like crap.
hes old, wrinkled. bagged eye freak.
still the same ol' hair. i guess its what hes kinda known for.
and alas.
i am now well cultured in the tune-age of barry manilow.
somebody shoot me. 4 straight hours.