It’s May. This is unacceptable. My house is at 3900 feet. I am supposed to run away this weekend but with this shit we may not make it.
Thank you for letting me sleep a little past 9 today, I really do appreciate it.
If you come home and Skyrim is broken or missing? It was the cat.
I’ll be 30 this year. Please stop acting like im 17.
Dear Tucson, (& Mexican food, Sushi, Eegees, Whataburger & Weinersnitzel)
I’ll be there soon enough, just wait. Hopefully in July!
Have a lovely day, and remember to find me on Facebook!