I just ate a baby.


In other news…

I had a totally rad blog post planned and it fell apart. I’m sorry. The next blog post won’t be until September 3rd, probably.

Yeah. I know. I’m failing you.

The upside to this is that I’m going to Florida, and will most likely have some outrageous Florida stories to tell you guys when I get back. And if nothing happens, I’ll kill someone on my last day. That should spice things up.


Um… So this isn’t totally irrelevant, wanna listen to me whine about how I wanna be sterilized but practically no doctors are willing to do it unless you’re like 30 and already have children?

Fuck fuck fuck.

I DON’T WANT A BABY/PARASITE INSIDE ME GOD DAMMIT. I will do anything to make sure that doesn’t happen. (Pro-choice, natch).

Anyway. I wanna adopt a sweet little eight year old who knows how to read, write, and is potty trained. Skip all the baby bullshit.

Yeah, that’s kind of lazy. But fuck it.

I have a life to live.