I’m sitting in my recording studio ( because closets are TOTALLY RECORDING STUDIOS DO NOT QUESTION ME ) and I can hear the new occupants of my old flat doing things. It’s odd.
But at the same time, I just recorded a rap and sent personalized cleavage pics to my friend in Paris and had THREE SCOOPS of Lime Jell-O, with Vodka.
Time to take a shower and go see my Jadasaur.
Life is for Fun. Fun doesn’t require happiness, but it often has the pleasant side-effect of creating it. So there.