
well, amanda left the farm today, and as mean as i've always been to her i'll have to admit i was sad to see her go. it was kinda fun walking down the stairs and seeing a huge tent in the basement for the last two weeks. amanda is the most thrift store obsessed person i've ever met. she's a fiend. just about every day she would wake up and say "you wanna go to the thrift store?" it was really kinda impressive. we went to this goodwill record and book sale and she got all sweaty and beady eyed flipping through the records. she is like a weird little heroin addicted snake. or maybe like a handicapped seal that plays miniature golf all day with retarded baby pigeons. sometimes she reminded me of a dolphin on steroids that likes to read biographies about deceased homosexual midget authors. she's a freak. a damned weirdo. hopefully she'll come back to play with us again soon.