Born to Run

I have been slightly productive in the last four hours I've been home. I read "A Doll House" by Isben and I am about 1/8th of the way done with the froggie hat. I seriously need to post my design. Now, all productiveness has come to a hault because of this picture:

If you don't know who this is, this is the man in my life. Bruce Springsteen. I'm a huge fan. I truly believe that Born to Run is a masterpiece of rock and roll. If you don't, you haven't listened to it enough. The album breathes in your veins and envokes a certain restlessness in your soul. Ugh, it reminds you of every good time and every bad time in your youth and inspires you to capture them. I can't help but remember my high school days and feel the yearning to escape.

I was going to go on about my need for the Springsteen, but I really need to buy toothpaste. I've been putting it off to the point I can no longer.