Cookie Party
I head back to Philly tomorrow. I'll be back east for three weeks. You've been warned.
On Saturday, Corinne had a Cookie Party at our place. Turnout was quite good. There were, however, two demons in the midst of all the celebration:
Deb's daughter Sasha and her friend Kiera. They kicked me, they insulted me, and they tried to destroy everything I love. The above picture came from when they decided to lock themselves in my bedroom and take nearly 100 (no exaggeration) pictures of themselves. Most of them looked similar to the one above or had one of them giving the "loser" sign. After I was able to get into my bedroom and found out what was going on, this was my expression:
Alright, I guess I should go to bed. Keep your fngers crossed that my flight doesn't get stuck in Detroit. :^)
On Saturday, Corinne had a Cookie Party at our place. Turnout was quite good. There were, however, two demons in the midst of all the celebration:
Deb's daughter Sasha and her friend Kiera. They kicked me, they insulted me, and they tried to destroy everything I love. The above picture came from when they decided to lock themselves in my bedroom and take nearly 100 (no exaggeration) pictures of themselves. Most of them looked similar to the one above or had one of them giving the "loser" sign. After I was able to get into my bedroom and found out what was going on, this was my expression:
Alright, I guess I should go to bed. Keep your fngers crossed that my flight doesn't get stuck in Detroit. :^)