Should sleep

I just had the grossest banana ever. It really did taste like burning. Good times had at the Melissa Etheridge show, even though I really only knew the Janis Joplin cover she did. But, seriously, why did the creepy woman behind me have to start petting my hair? I know it's pretty, but mother and child, I don't know you! I was obviously there with Steven and she was obviously there with her girlfriend (who gave her an earful after Steven shot her a look). Don't pet strange people, really. I bite and you don't know what I have, especially after being sick for a week.

I hate when strangers touch me. There is so nothing creepier.

Ok, bedtime. Full review and a story of how I took a big dent in my car uncharacteristically well at bosbullterrier's journal.