Did you guys know I’m a big crier? I cry in every movie. Every tv show. Even movie previews (I Am Sam actually, shutup). But nothing, and I mean nothing, makes me cry more than The Olympics. I cry every time someone wins. Every time someone loses. Every time they air one of those cheesy athlete profiles. I cry for dreams coming true and for dreams getting crushed.
And right now I’m going to cry because I’m stuck on this plane after having screwed up the music on my iPhone, and the ONLY thing in my music library is Fiona Apple’s first album.