Deep-fried chicken & macaroni soup. Win.

Bumper cars... what a silly metaphor. Silly, but precise.

I want to sleep inside a huge fridge.

Aaaaaannndddd... inebriated is the word of the day.

Another bad cold... from another crazy weekend.

Yes, I can sometimes be self-righteous. Sometimes.

Hyperfuckenacidity.

Crossing my fingers for that May Bora trip.

Wi-Tribe meeting.

It's funny how when you're from the south and somebody says, "Let's go and have SEx after a few drinks" makes total sense.