Bro, I'm stiiiilll dreaming about that burger that probably cost me 3 years of my life, earlier this week!
Now whenever I find myself debating on what to eat for lunch and/or dinner, I'm reminded of that mountainous brick of glorious burger.
Sure the weather is starting to change, and yeah - I know that means that I'll be faced with not having the luxury of hiding behind 4 layers of clothing.
But maybe if I explained myself to everyone that passes me:
"I'm usually more buff than this, I've just developed this wicked burger habit! I hope you understand?!"
Since that faithful burger night, I have attended 69 Vintage Buy The Pound's birthday party, where thanks to Guy Anderson, I walked away with a sweet NAVY SUEDE BLAZER.
(I later found it that it was previously owned by a Real Estate agent, as I shoved my hands in the pockets, to reveal a ReMax pin, or two....)
I have also the daunting task of packing up all of my shit. Living in the same dinky bachelor apartment for 4 years has made me that master of making every inch of that space occupied.
In the next 2 months, let me know if you're in need of anything relating to living in small quarters. I may pout, and insist that I need two blenders, but just kick me in the shins, and take the shittier blender.
IT MAY BE RAINING OUTSIDE, BUT WE'RE WATCHING VIDEOS ALL ABOUT PIGLETS IN THIS PIECE!!!!!!