Fursday
(ha. If I get any google juice for that I’ll cry.)
I’m developing a real taste for Beck’s. I can also see me getting a couple of fried rices tonight, which is BAD NAUGHTY. My diet has completely gone to shit, mostly due to the fact that I love the beer *hard*.
Still.
Machine is still freezing; GAY. I’m hoping it’s a power management issue, but I know in my heart of hearts it isn’t. The next box is going to be hermetically sealed, oh yes.
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