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So, like, this thing is a pain to remember and to keep updating because - I mean, seriously - who cares what colours my socks are or what I ate for breakfast or about the latest drunken customer who ohsowillingly dropped into my lap.
I certainly don't.
Other than that stupid hat (hey, Tooyama - you have a thing for dumb hats. Want another?) things have been boring. And stressful, I think. That's the only explanation I've got.
...okay seriously, it's the hat or something is planning on crawling in the window and strangling me. THE WINDOW DOES NOT NEED TO BE OPEN. I'D RATHER MELT.
It's a curse. Disgusting. I hope she gets bored and moves on soon, and they always do.
A poll!
Flamingos:
Devil's Bird?
Pink?
Not Made for Hats?
All of the Above?