Saturday, July 25, 2009 Hit the deck, kid
The last derby bout I went to a few weeks ago, I talked some to the little girl who is my biggest fan. (Glue rhinestones to your own face, and you, too will be a hit with the tweens. Pedos: do not use this tip.) She said she's going into 7th grade this fall, and I tried not to flinch visibly.
She asked me a question about boys, but luckily kept on talking before I could even attempt to answer whether I'd ever liked a boy a grade above me and "how that worked out." A lot of this conversation was in stage whispers, because, she explained, her dad didn't know she liked this boy.
But her mom did, because her mom read her journal, so she stopped writing in it. "Now I'm going to forget all the most important moments of my life," she said.
Let this be a lesson to you, blog. posted by Frenz | 7/25/2009 12:18:00 AM
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