Yep. I mean, look at that. What a fucking mess. Who wears ties? Nobody. Except schoolboys. And me at the upcoming prom. But I can pull it off, because:
a: I'm manly,
b: I have an amazing fashion sense. Anybody who's seen my manly desert survival sunglasses and fisherman hat, especially in conjunction with each other, will agree,
c: Cassie told me not to, and I'll be damned if I'm getting fashion advice from someone who has a bra with 390 straps, just so I'm unable to undo it with one hand in the dark as a prank. For shame.
I got nuffin, to be honest.
Although I do have a blog in mind about how much of a failure I am, and how much I hate homeless people.
So that'll be cheery then.
Fucking hobos, taking up my right to be miserable.
The Fear update: Ogg has now been struck by The Fear. It's spreading. But hey, I don't care. I can now do binomial expansions. And fuck you. But seriously, what is a radian? And why SHOULD I care?
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