I GOT CON GOODS, BITCHES.

WHO WANTS TO TOUCH ME? I SAID, WHO WANTS TO FUCKIN TOUCH ME?!

(This entry is public, btw, so I'm refraining from mentioning names and shit, just as a heads-up to my flist) So my professor (aka the most amazing person in every known universe) came back from Japan and brought me con goods! She stood in line for five and ( Read more... )