like a skunk crushed on the highway tonight. My eyes watered as I drove around (and around) searching for parking.
Last night, Skokie smelled of dead skunk on the way home from work. Is this a theme of this summer?
Just got back from a co-workers party: Buzzed and bummed...like high school and university all over again. Just need to smoke a joint and call mommy crying at 3 a.m., and it'll be my third year all over again. With The Cure or The Smiths playing in the background.