Zombie Returns
DEAR INTERNET,
I have returned. I am safe and sound and spent my trip writing a song and touring cool downtowns on rivers and playing Arkham Horror with some BFFs and showing off my new ink. I also drank a fuck ton of coffee. I HAVE BEEN CLEARED FOR COFFEE CONSUMPTION by my doctor. I have been cleared for everything except immediately moving to a remote nowhere overseas (I should wait a few more months) and sky diving, which--considering that I've met two people who had friends die while doing it in the past three months--I was kind of over anyway.
COFFEE, HOW I HAVE MISSED YOU. NEVER LEAVE ME AGAIN.
I do not usually drink coffee on a regular basis--because I'm hippie veggie straight edge enough to worry about caffeine intake--but, AUGH. Love, thy name is stevia in warm french roast. Thy name is awkwardly long.
In other news, Cotton On apparently sells bitching batman panties:
I think I need these in my life, guys. I need to wear them under my batman boxers when I sleep and I need to panty flash the world in my pleated punky schoolgirl minis. A Cotton On just opened in my mall, but I doubt they carry these. Cotton on, like Heath Ledger and my surgeon, is from Australia. AWESOME THINGS HAPPEN THERE.
I find SO MUCH BATMAN SHIT on the internet. I think I might need a tumblr for all of it. Seriously. SO MUCH BAT MERCH. And BAT CRAFTS.
I have returned. I am safe and sound and spent my trip writing a song and touring cool downtowns on rivers and playing Arkham Horror with some BFFs and showing off my new ink. I also drank a fuck ton of coffee. I HAVE BEEN CLEARED FOR COFFEE CONSUMPTION by my doctor. I have been cleared for everything except immediately moving to a remote nowhere overseas (I should wait a few more months) and sky diving, which--considering that I've met two people who had friends die while doing it in the past three months--I was kind of over anyway.
COFFEE, HOW I HAVE MISSED YOU. NEVER LEAVE ME AGAIN.
I do not usually drink coffee on a regular basis--because I'm hippie veggie straight edge enough to worry about caffeine intake--but, AUGH. Love, thy name is stevia in warm french roast. Thy name is awkwardly long.
In other news, Cotton On apparently sells bitching batman panties:
I think I need these in my life, guys. I need to wear them under my batman boxers when I sleep and I need to panty flash the world in my pleated punky schoolgirl minis. A Cotton On just opened in my mall, but I doubt they carry these. Cotton on, like Heath Ledger and my surgeon, is from Australia. AWESOME THINGS HAPPEN THERE.
I find SO MUCH BATMAN SHIT on the internet. I think I might need a tumblr for all of it. Seriously. SO MUCH BAT MERCH. And BAT CRAFTS.