I smoke a Cuban on Christmas and a pipe on Easter. Always has, always will.
Last night I went to the see the stage adaptation of Willy Wonka. Wonka was...–
eeeee I want one so bad
Just picked some of these bad boys up, and they’re suprisingly damn good! It actually tastes better than the brown water my $20 Coffeemate drips out. But, a little under a dollar a packet seems a little too rich for my blood.
my god, I hate grocery shopping.
today’s been a good day, but it’s been like any other since I’ve moved out here. So, I guess that would be a good thing, right? It’s still strange when I wake up in Idaho and think to myself “you live in Idaho”. I’m happy where I am now but I feel I’ll grow antsy, needing the big city again and all it offers. I needed this break. This change in pace...
After reading the lovely Colleen Healy’s blog, I’ve decided to create a blog of my own. One of epic proportions in which no one will read. Let’s get this started right. This is a picture of my favorite animal: The Chipmunk.