I don't know if throughout my life I have been blessed with the most powerful microwaves on the planet but it sure seems like every single set of microwave instructions instructs me to leave my food in for way too long. I don't need my hot pocket to be inside out when I eat it or my chili to overflow down the sides of the microwavable safe container. I just want a decently nuked edible substance.
Birds keep flying onto my window. Glass is actually a pretty cool thing when you think about it.
I think I might be a pretty lazy person, I'll decide later.
Back is peeling, side affect of cruise trip 09. I saw a beautiful girl with a flower in her head taking a picture outside of Margaritaville. A pigeon flew into my stomach. Reality sets in.
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