scarekrow

Probably the worst weekend of my life to date.

Don't ask questions about it, please. I just wanted to point it out.

Fuck yea.
I'm definitely enjoying this huge wave of perfectly exposed, no-creativity, cookie-cutter sets that have gone up for the last 2 weeks.

Nothing gets me more excited than tedium!
Except maybe the interior design of Sean's apartment.

I want to quit growing. I just figured out that half of the pants I've bought in the last 6 months are now too short. That's not kosher.

I don't want to spend money on more pants.
It's hard enough finding shirts that fit properly.

I will take Rizzo shopping so I can get her employee discount.

I am a huge fan of not getting hangovers.

I've accidentally found something I fit in to.

I will be there every day from this point on. It's my bar. It feels right.


LOOK AT THOSE FUCKING BRIGHT BLUE EYES AND FALL IN LOVE!

Also, sometimes I kind of stick my junk in rizzo and take pictures of it. Or something. Video. Whatever.

I like chicken nuggets.

One day, my genitals will be famous.

Quote it.