all I'm doing is sitting in front of it waiting for David to get his ass over here to pick up his keys.

We must begin collecting homoerotic/fluffy/furry/weird/creepy/old/scary items for our humble abode.We so desperately wanted to buy this flamboyant little reindeer, but alas, we resisted temptation. Fuck feeding into Border's; we'll do some thrifting.





This was drawn today by Buki in our poets of the 20th century class. Please do not ask for an explanation-- simply know in your hearts that we are part of the select few in that class whom have brains in our heads, and tongues in our mouths that can properly fucking dictate and correctly fucking say the goddamn word "poetry". Also, bitches be lovin' The Communist Manifesto.

all I did was create this stupid blog.

Rachel and David.


Be prepared.