
It was worse than you think. Or at least that last fifteen minutes was.
It was worse than you think. Or at least that last fifteen minutes was.
You should invite me to all of your parties. Or, given the amount of food I made for my party, make me host every party.
Heather is a monster made of hair and spite.
I’m baffled when people say that the internet is a way for people to avoid connection. Connection is basically all I use it for.
Don’t be like me, kids. Or maybe do. I dunno.
David, having a completely appropriate reaction to Miami Connection.
Seeing movies with Isaac while he’s drunk is kind of the best.
Complications.
Handel’s Messiah.
I’m the best roommate.