|She doesn't have eyes. She sold them for the hair.|
|Oh, does my alien arm frighten you? HOW DO YOU THINK I FEEL I'M ATTACHED TO IT|
|I've just realized the pointlessness of the previous three decades of my life. Ugh, so embarrassing when that happens.|
|Gearing up for my turn at Chameleon Bowling|
I have this to share from the part of my weekend that was not:
|I call it "50/50 probability". It's embiggenable!|
And I have this to share from the part of my brain that stopped developing at Intellect Level: Teenage Lit Mag:
Hope everyone's weekend was just as fucking exciting!!11!