I dedicate this crappy picture of L to you, Kuri-chan, for being so cool. Yeah... I mean you.
IMMACULATE, THAT'S that freaking word, immaculate floor, immaculate filafle, immaculate sense of RHYZM.
What's this? It's DAY 3 of the all weekend Without Mother At Home Marathon, right here in my head, and I'm actually feeling really ok. Stick that in your pitre dish and grow it.
What a bloody kick I get out of grown men molesting each other. Episode 1 of the 2nd City Hunter series is what I'm talking about. Sure, Ryo, it's a sure fire way to freak someone out, but there's only so many times you can jokingly make yourself out to be a flaming gay before someone gets Turned On.
Still hammering away at that separation anxiety.
"Jon's car is winnier than Rob's car."
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