Life just seems like a gigantic facepalm atm.

[searains]

Balls. I liked it better when I didn't have responsibilities. How the hell do adults keep track of all this shit?

Menu for today: Omlette. Eggs, spinach, onions, tomato, sour cream, mushrooms, cheese in vegetable oil.








Part of measuringlife's birthday package, still yet to be sent out. I'm particularly fond of the job I did on Ike.