God bless Tracey, my best friend, with blessings and gratitude for making that birthday movie for my daughter, complete with soundtrack, for many reasons, including the fact that now said daughter is sitting in the living room singing, "Punk Rock Girl," by the Dead Milkmen.
My daughter. Singing "Punk Rock Girl."
I am so proud in this moment. If only Paul Puri could see this.
Guess what. Your if only wish is granted. Funny what you find when you google random things at 2 in the morning.
Posted by: Paul Puri at February 20, 2005 01:00 AMAHHHH! TWO HIGH SCHOOL CONTACTS IN ONE WEEK!
I'm so emailing your ass.
Hiya Tracey. ;)
Posted by: Paul Puri at February 21, 2005 01:12 PM