
Back from Bonnaroo!

It’s Cake :D

Jazz Fest with Mia. We so cultured.

So.
And therefore, I’m not moving for a long period of time.

Fortune cookies know me too well.

Guess who came home, got a haircut, went to a party where the house almost caught on fire and someone fell through a glass table, and now reaks of smoke?
This girl.
I missed Atlanta but damn I need to get this smell off of me.

So I now have an Ewok. His name is Paploo.