boop.

Hey-oh.

Made the official conclusion that I lack the average amount of nerves and pain sensors in my body, as this did not hurt. I mean, I felt it; there was a blatant pricking sensation. But it was more enjoyable than painful. Which can't be normal. Or maybe Mohawk John just had a magic touch.

To say I love this would be an understatement.


I shall go warm some chocolate soy milk and sip it under my blanket while I wait for my Patrick to come be my human pillow.
I love October.