My sister this morning: “I wouldn’t wear those jeans with converse…“
Me: “O_____O”
She just meant that her feet were enormously huge so it would look weird on her, but seriously at 6:30 in the morning you shouldn’t say stuff like that, makes you self-conscious all day. Well, not really at least it doesn’t make me feel self-conscious, not anymore anyway… As long as you own it you are all good. You could wear a potato sack you just have to look like you don’t care and everything is fine.
Change of topic: I’m really into football right now. That is football as in soccer for the readers from the us…as if I’d like American football, lol pretty much. Outside of the US no one actually cares about American football.
Anyway, football, right, always has been my favourite sport, I just never watched it on club level. Well, I’m doing that now…thought you should know, so you know what I’m talking about when you don’t get it.
/update for the sake of an update


To most people this is a normal bowl of stewed rhubarb, however for me it is a bowl of the fruity incarnation of dripping evil…right now anyway.

I’m currently compiling a list of favorite albums. I figure I talk too much about what I don’t like, so I want to show what I like this time around. Posting it when it’s done. I think I also need a list of want-to-haves, Christmas is coming around eventually…
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