I was riding back home with Dave last night when he ran over one of those orange construction cones. I suppose you could refer to the act as intentional. Anyway, that cone now resides in our living room. I think our decor is finally complete thanks to this most recent addition of white-trash-construction-work interior design. What can I say? It suits the motif of our entire apartment perfectly.
There isn't much else happening just now that requires updating with the exception that I'm highly anticipating the festivities of tomorrow evening. It will just be more running with scissors bullshit. These days it seems that it is my mantra.
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