I totally forgot what I was going to write for this entry, and I’ll say it’s because my bowling tonight was hideously inconsistent. The truth is I am thinking of all the nubiles in Jason’s building, perhaps on this floor. Me without my Staff of Fuckstickery. (+3 to hit? Please like this joke.)
Here exactly is what happens when a burrowing girl is ousted of her burrow. It is really hard to draw cigarettes when you’re making an effort of not smoking.
I am incredibly tired today despite actually drinking coffee for once and I’m seriously considering inventing a pillow with a television in it so I can more easily fall asleep while watching Goldfinger.
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