[e013] 1,001 New Ways to Stalk Me

For when I have nothing useful to say, or when I am not feeling particularly articulate:

Tumblr is the place to lurk.

[e012] The face of insomnia.

Sometimes, when I can't sleep and all coherent thought has long past, I try to make the most ridiculous face I can muster:



It's about then that the demons of sleep acknowledge that they have a potential problem on their hands and release me into dream-land. Sometimes while I'm still conscious. Jerks.

[e011] Not rinsing my dirty mouth with soap.

(gifted by a friend from Sweet Soap Treat.)