under no circumstances is it acceptable to drunken stumble downstairs for a glass of water wearing only my lambskin rug as a loincloth.



i made it to jupiter house two minutes too late for a soy chai tea latte... but just in time for free drip coffee!



there was a crazy on the street that clapped his hands and pointed at me. he shouted, "i can tell you'll have a fun night by the shape of your hair." i'm glad it's a good hair day. good thing i didn't shower.

countdown to mengtar getting a REAL camera so you don't have to look at her shitty webcam photos... EIGHT DAYS

((it's snowing))