genie pants

I swear to fucking god if the new dock doesn’t work I’m going to be really pissed off.

Yo. It’s Saturday. The sun’s up again. We’re chillin on the couch, and doing our things. I’ve been awake for a bit, and that’s pretty much all we’ll say about that. The night must have been cooler, because we woke up with both cats in bed with us. Chaucer is almost always with us when…

Twitter without the bird is just fuckin’ weird, man.