dopemelody

Over the weekend I got older, won a costume contest and broke my finger. I broke my finger in the absolute worst way possible. I kicked it. There is never any excuse for kicking your own finger.

Some random thoughts:

Why are there mosquitoes in November? I'm being eaten alive.

My new hand soap smells like stripper perfume.

Forgetting Sarah Marshall was alright.

I am never playing Wii fit again.

I have a slightly used Wii fit for sale if anyone is interested.