tidbits:

last night i was laying in bed with a mind full of thoughts and suddenly it hit me. I CANNOT SIT DOWN IN MY COSTUME. superb! way to go brains! how will i pee? fuuuuuuckkkkk.
truthfully, i already thought of a (kind of) solution.

and then there's this:



are you kidding me?

to top it off, i would like to know, am i the only person under the age of 45 who thoroughly enjoys dancing with the stars? like i said last time...i already am 80. today i even wore clothes fit for a grandma (like thats any different than my normal wardrobe)


adios!