oh boy. more pictures.
The new apt...here goes.
Proof that I need to unpack my living room. Bad.
Proof that my bedroom has a whole wall of...MIRRORS. And that I hide behind the door for the picture because I don't wear pants when its hot.
Not to mention I look like a fucking creep.
Moving on... to the bathroom. And me being a douche bag in it. Enjoooy.
I'm sweaty because Oregon has been too hot lately.
And now... the nerf bazooooka in my sink, for no apparent reason at all.
and now I'm sick of writing captions, so check out the pic folder or just look and assume what you will, bitches.
And finally, my messy ass desk with...surprise...SG up. Woo.
That's all for the awkward tour of the new place. Its a mess, I'm sweaty, that's all I've got.
Sad news: Parents have to put down our oldest dog who's about 13 1/2 now. Bladder cancer is finally taking over and she's been acting really sick today. I wish I wouldn't keep losing pieces of my childhood.
Happy news: School is over this Friday. That means I get a whooole month off for summer. If only I didn't have to work, too.
What do I plan to do, you may ask? Well there are a number of things:
1. Go to the beach. Overnight. With the penis, err boy.
2. Go on a garsh darn picnic at the park all cute like.
3. UNPACK!
4. Lose some fucking weight.
5. Get my dog's balls chopped off on the 19th.
6. Even out my farmer's tan.
7. Maaaybe save up for the 7.1 megapixel Nikon I've been oogling as of late.
Perhaps the list will get longer. Perhaps shorter. Who knows.
IM OUT!
The new apt...here goes.
Proof that I need to unpack my living room. Bad.
Proof that my bedroom has a whole wall of...MIRRORS. And that I hide behind the door for the picture because I don't wear pants when its hot.
Not to mention I look like a fucking creep.
Moving on... to the bathroom. And me being a douche bag in it. Enjoooy.
I'm sweaty because Oregon has been too hot lately.
And now... the nerf bazooooka in my sink, for no apparent reason at all.
and now I'm sick of writing captions, so check out the pic folder or just look and assume what you will, bitches.
And finally, my messy ass desk with...surprise...SG up. Woo.
That's all for the awkward tour of the new place. Its a mess, I'm sweaty, that's all I've got.
Sad news: Parents have to put down our oldest dog who's about 13 1/2 now. Bladder cancer is finally taking over and she's been acting really sick today. I wish I wouldn't keep losing pieces of my childhood.
Happy news: School is over this Friday. That means I get a whooole month off for summer. If only I didn't have to work, too.
What do I plan to do, you may ask? Well there are a number of things:
1. Go to the beach. Overnight. With the penis, err boy.
2. Go on a garsh darn picnic at the park all cute like.
3. UNPACK!
4. Lose some fucking weight.
5. Get my dog's balls chopped off on the 19th.
6. Even out my farmer's tan.
7. Maaaybe save up for the 7.1 megapixel Nikon I've been oogling as of late.
Perhaps the list will get longer. Perhaps shorter. Who knows.
IM OUT!