That purple holo is making me swoon.
I KNOWWWWWW RIGHT?
The only thing I miss about living in my run-down apartment was our squirrel that lived in the attic. He was pretty amazing because we saw him eating a chicken wing.
This one time when I was still living with my parents, I was sitting at the computer, which is by one of the big windows looking out onto their front porch. Out of the corner of my eye, I see a squirrel scurrying across the porch carrying an ENTIRE GIANT BAGEL in its mouth. He stopped in the middle of the porch, looked around briefly, then continue on his way.
No idea where he got it. Rock on, little dude.
BIRTHDAY BASH YOU WILL BE MIIIIIIINE.
Oh, I hope the 22 fits. I was going to order a 24, but between the last time I looked and tonight, they sold out of it. *fret* Either way, the OOTD illo will be EPIC AND DELIGHTFUL. HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!
I’ve had some caffeine tonight, which is why I’m kind of… spastic.
…I have once again painstakingly compiled a list of her euphamisms for Shay, the physical trainer from Camp Victory.
Allow me to share!
Lesley’s recaps can be found here, and if you haven’t seen the series yet, I reccommend reading the recaps as you go for the witty commentary and blog comments. :D
My piece was the dashboard and steering wheel :D
(Also, pictures of me from freshman year of college. I look kind of adorably dorky, in retrospect.)