mmmnana.

:)

That’s Christine in the background.

I would eat these with milk out of the periodic-table-of-elements-mug I bought this weekend.

The fact that they don’t realize that the thin fabric stretches into an opaque screen that does nothing to hide their bright blue panties from people, like me, who happen to be climbing the stairs behind them, and who happen to look up at the wrong time.

Also, sometimes their buttcracks get hungry and eat their tights into extreme wedgies, leaving the full shape of their butt explicitly exposed and practically naked.

Also, camel toe.

I guess this proves that I’m not a heterosexual male. Or that maybe I’m a prude.

Someone’s Droid is trying to connect to my Macbook. Should I allow it and mess around with their phone? Hrrrrrmmmmm.

This year, and perhaps every year, I am thankful for: food, friends, and family. In that order.