Otter Things
A little bit about me~
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Can I call you “Brustin”?
OH. MY GOD. YES! While I have no problem whatsoever with something so awesome sounding, it may have to pass council since we only just recently brainstormed and decided how exactly we categorize our relationthing. and no, much to my sadness, it wasn’t on the GENIUS labels of Boything and Girlthing, but it’s just as good and even more ironic. Not that I care whatsoever about labels, it just made it bothersome when we would introduce each other to friends/family by simply stating their name and not our affiliation, and then the amazing blanks people would fill in if we didn’t elaborate first.
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Brynn’s first time in a bar in Pennsylvania. It took entirely too long, but I am proud to have introduced her to Pennsyltucky’s draconian pub scene~
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“Oh, come on! The clerk told me there was definitely a copy of The Stranger in stock. This is bullshit… I’m hitting Starbucks.”
(Source: whereisthecoool)
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An owl in a woolly hat. What’s cuter than this?
This is pleasant. Very pleasant.
That looks like the hat from firefly. :-)
/dead
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Got my first piece of IRL Hate Mail
I was warned that there would be full life consequences if I didn’t mow my lawn by Tuesday, so my work day will be spent researching how I can murder my lawn without actually mowing it. Make no mistake, I have always intended to replace this grass with a brick patio, so I don’t care how it looks, plus it’s in the back so no one will ever see it anyway. Today will be a productive day of de-lawnification~
