There was a frog on the stairs of my apartment complex. It occured to me too late that the flash might hurt his little froggy eyes.
What is Glenn doing with his mouth? It looks like he's yawning, but he was speaking. What in god's name was he saying?
I took this to send to Karen for her amusement, but I never got around to it. If memory serves, we'll find out
this month by late spring how that went. Like I have that kind of patience.
There is a display case in the library. This was in it. It made me want to vomit.
It reminded me too much of Uni.
I took a picture of this flier as a reminder to submit something. I did, but it kind of sucked. I wrote it a couple hours before it was due, and it didn't really have any point, so it probably won't get in. Next year I will write something coherent.