Desai apparently thought it would be amusing to change out my clothes with male clothing again. This would be fine, but she keeps insisting that they belong to a tank of a man. Everything would fit if the arm holes weren't so absurd!

I must be the only one not absolutely thrown for a loop in regards to my home. Granted, it must not help that I haven't been home in the last three days. Nothing's missing from my car, however. I made sure to check when I viewed the network. The only thing was that my jacket seems to have shapeshifted or something. It's a male cut, and far too ( Read more... )