Dec
16th
Tue
16th
Hoooray!
I don’t want to toot my own horn or anything, but I have made it through two weeks of being eaten alive by mystery bugs (finally identified today as Hedgehog mites belonging to Kate and Mike’s hedgehog. Mmmm delicious!) with a twist of finals and a hint of spending my already shitty paycheck on AWESOME Christmas presents for everyone.
The fact that I can still feel good about the world should impress the pants off of you, and if it doesn’t, YOU DO NOT KNOW THE MEANING OF “ITCHY”.
Or maybe you just don’t want to take your pants off right now. Although I can’t imagine why… it’s almost 2 in the morning and we should all be getting our beauty sleep so Santa knows that we love god. Take your fucking pants off.
