Pfft… Friends…

That pin scares the hell out of me.

But the disappointment is still there.

Or sunk into the sea.

Winston-Salem, NC. This looks like 3/4 of our downtown hipster spots. Except everything here is also a microbrewery. Soooo many different IPAs. I didn’t realize that there were so many ways to make beer that tastes like shit.

Nah, it’s kinda nice to let them swing in the breeze.

Watermelon is why. But, dammit, everyone loves watermelon.

I miss my socks and underwear presents as an adult. I can’t be arsed to go out and buy my own.

I argue with people on the Internet so that my partner gets less of my batshit crazy.

Godammit

I just found the whole process with it irritating. Just give me a ceramic butter dish with a lid. Trust me, butter doesn’t last long enough here to go bad.

My partner bought one of these things and I hate it.