Hmm. My house smells kinda strange. Like gas, sort of. I wonder if I am dying of carbon-monoxide poisoning. If so, you heard it hear first! It'll be up to you to tell the world how I died!
If I don't update my Twitter by tomorrow night, assume the worst. Call my parents. Divide up my books amongst yourselves. And know I always loved you.
If I don't update my Twitter by tomorrow night, assume the worst. Call my parents. Divide up my books amongst yourselves. And know I always loved you.