html

I hate html. I only googled it back when I was obsessed with formatting my myspace, but long gone are those days and sitting in this html tutorial is killing meeeeeee.

Also, my sweater that I found in the back of Micah's car smells like bacon...or maybe woodsmoke. I decided to wear it despite having not washed it and now I smell like pork even after the sweater is off. Consequently, I am now craving pancakes.