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?