Though I am too short to see, I am in the crowd for a lot of these shots. Careful- you might fall in love like me.
I think I have become quite a more interesting person since the last time I wrote on here. But who actually knows. I've become a smellier person, this much is for certain truth. In fact, I have not showered for six weeks and six days. If you don't believe me, I will send you flakes of skin from my legs, a rug made of armpit hair and a smear made from the bacteria on my skin.
(Did you know there are more bacteria cells on and in you than there are body cells that make up you?)
My current favorite songs:
1. Shooting Star by Harper Simon.
1. Love Lost by Mindy Smith.
1. Bag of Hammers by Thao with The Get Down Stay Down.
1. Circa by Death Vessel.
I was faithfully, as a faithful student would, reading my Human Systems and Physiology book the other day a day before my final exam, and I turned the page and stumbled upon MY BROTHER!
With slightly enlarged buns and thighs!
How hilarious is that. It's like exactly him, minus a little bit of buns and thighs. Even the ice-climbing. Perfect. Silly Jesus. You're so sweet.
I am making the most wonderful thing I have ever made. It is not an original idea, but it don't even matter. ANNA, I seriously cannot wait to show you. And I am saving money so I can try to meet you this summer because I am brave and actually drive cars now.
I love you, world.
