Week 2, Journal #1

"Get fresh...make history. Tag Body Spray." The glowing box in the middle of the room tells me as I lazily spend another Saturday at home. The craziest most unbelievable things could be going on outside. Ice cream falling from the sky, flying saucers hovering just above my house, maybe a famous person lives next door. I would have no clue. This dent in my couch with the channel changer where I am about 90% of the time. I don't own a pair of cowboy boots, I don't watch or even like football, rodeos aren't exactly what I would consider fun.