i want to go to borders. today little kids cam in from indian prairie. little first graders. they were so small. i got paired up with a girl named brianna and i was suposed to read her a book so i read “if you give a mouse a cookie”. she seemed bored. and when i finished we had 35 minutes left, and it was very awkward. it turns out i have trouble talking to kids. after a long pause i asked her. “so…uh…*cough* what’s you’re favorite….band?” and she replied, “…kids bop five.” and that was pretty much our whole conversation. so, let’s go to borders. eh?