Went shopping for a birthday gift for a friend today. Obviously I only came home with clothes for myself. I wonder why that always happens? Oh well.
I don’t have much to say any more. I’m so disinterested in everything. Plus, my throat hurts like hell so I can hardly eat anything which makes me so weak and even whinier than normal. Though I am very much interested in these glasses:
Though Dame Edna’s still rock my world harder than anything:
Makes me wish my eyesight was impaired, damn it!
Also: GAY BASS KISS. The end.