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I would appreciate it greatly if my silly little elitist playlist (elder goth variety) would quit skipping. Today I unleashed my wrath upon a certain Westfield mall. The result of that was twenty-four US dollars spent on a small, round toy bat. I saw my dear friend. I am already picturing the face she makes with her mouth wide open and her eyes shut like fists. I'll take it with me. It can be free souvenir. It does not cost twenty-four US dollars.
My room is in a specific state of disarray. It is just barely unsettled enough to be irritating, and so I will rearrange it until it no longer irks me. This action serves the dual purpose of improving my surroundings and distracting me from unwarranted jealousy. More on that later, if the hypothetical reader happens to get lucky.
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