packratty rockin old folks
I tend to collect random shit and not put things away, so my room generally always looks like this. But I swear, if I ever get to be this awful, I’d like someone to shoot me, because it would be a clear sign that I have gone crazy. Seriously, looking at those pictures I feel inspired to actually clean my room, mainly out of fear.
The past two days have been so incredibly unproductive but pleasant*: Usual Suspects, Food (being well fed is always a plus), Pictionary, Milkshakes, Street Fair, Cribbage, and Jammin. Zach and I rock (sorta):
Blogs are way cooler with pictures. I’m obviously not keeping up my daily comic thing very well.
yeah, Sunday is going to be super busy, but whatever.
Watch: Basement Jaxx, who prove that old people have fun too:
Oh My Gosh
U don’t know me
*aside from the painfully unharmonious Harmony concert and the fire alarm waking me up at 5 am last night (2 hours after going to bed).
