Okay.
So we traddies tonight. And then we 2-9ed. Obviously, all things at USC are named after numbers. It is not legit until you can call it by some sort of digit code.
But anyways.
I biked back to the Phi (643) a little bit drunken. And I checked my bloglines. To see that the new Effer Dare had dropped. Are you ready for this one? The question(s) you are afraid to ask. Um. Wow.
And because I am under the influence, not tired, I got out of bed to deal with this one. To create a mess on my floor and put something together. So after this:
I got this:
The stitched lines are not straight and the circles are not cut clean. And tomorrow I will probably be annoyed that I cut the "s" off of "Love Rocks".
But I will also be so glad that underneath my bed I have a plastic box full of scrapage. So that at 11pm on a Thursday, after half a pitcher of Jack and Diet, I get to make stuff.
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