Oh wait. It's the coffee that's taking my headache away. Cheers, mate.
Ever tried Google-ing or Picsearch-ing your name and see what odd pictures turn up? I did that today. Apparently, old men and aging hipsters are named Chuck. I turned up more good looking people named Charles.
Ah. Care packages will take on new meanings now.
... I really have nothing else to say at the moment that's worth mentioning...
Oh! Tyler and Em like my short story (from some odd reason) even though it's not finished and is still all sorts of badness.
I should delete that last part. Thought about it. Yeah. Um... yeah.
I fully blame Tyler for pushing me in this direction but... The Creatures in My Head. Heh. Marcy and Adrienne think that my random creatures are weird? Well, going from Adam's ear to a mantis-esque flamingo is a bit odd... but still. This guy takes the cake.
Nothing better for a headache than a night of Ewan McGregor (Nora is playing at the moment) and several cups of coffee.
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