I read poetry. I sip tea. I nibble on toast. Indeed, I gobble up all three.
Monday, March 8, 2010
Dear eyeballs, Suck it up! That's my finger, and it's coming at you whether you like it or not! Rawr rawr! You and your stupid eyelids are not the boss of me, and I will poke at you until the end of time, so stop. being. difficult.