ow.

i found this when i was cleaning my apartment.  which seems to be a perpetual...something in my house.  i keep cleaning and cleaning but nothing ever gets clean. 
it's kind of a nightmare.

for some reason i have the urge to write with my blood when i get a paper cut.

don't ask.

haiku of the day:

i hate paper cuts

and i love bedtime stories

grover is my fav