Newest Blog: COLLEGEFUCKFEST pulling into the driveway, I drove past the house and parked a few houses down. I was close enough to see the action, but far enough away so that no one would notice me. I don't know why I chose to spy on my gramps that day, but it turned out that I'm glad I did. I watched as she went up to the door and was greeted by my grandfather who let her into the house. I sat in the car for a 10-15 minutes and nothing happened. I really wanted to know what was going on inside, but I didn't want to go barging in. I could have just knocked on the door and pretended that I was just stopping by (which were my original intentions anyway), but part of me wanted to see how long Kylie was going to stay at his house. Were they friends? If so, why hadn't gramps talked more about her?
