Yessssss. (the Darkside)

[azurelunatic]

Mmm. Called him, perhaps a bit too early. Talked about random fluffy stuff. He was half-asleep and so was I.

Cats. the bachelor party. Crowbars. Mr. Burns. My lost (and then found) wallet. Mosquito landing lights. The faux-chickenpox. The cool bookstore I found.

He had to find himself some breakfast. I do get away with calling him "bee vomit".