Mmm, steak. Boo, snakes. I have no idea where that title came from, but there you have it.
It’s funny that over the weekend my dad and I talked about how much rain they needed in AR, and I mentioned how TX was going to be bad too. Then it poured rain on Tuesday and Wednesday mornings. Thanks, TX, for pissing all over my predictions and making my dad feel bad about their lack of rain. And no, my life is not boring because I’m talking about rain. Rain in Texas is a big deal.
How the hell is this already 95 words? Good god, I ramble aimlessly.
A-Kon is this weekend. People are probably going to be obnoxiously drunk. Am I just totally oblivious, or all cons like this? It seems to defeat the point of the con.