Today is the day of dressing my booty to lurk on the internet. Eat all the food, and then curl onto the floor and pray to jesus my savior that ill ever be able to eat again. MY plans today are to do absolutely nothing. My Mom is like gone insane and decided she must clean the whole house spotless. Not much for Fishie's travels today. But I will find sumtin.
Tuesday, 31 July 2012
Monday, 30 July 2012
Seriously...
Look at this, breath it. Feel it, become one with IT. Did I seriously just get this? It wanted me to type this for it. Gawd damn Facebook.
Oh Whiterun, you.
So I came across this man a long time ago after the war for Whiterun. He was just there and he has been ever since.
Every so often people will feel up his dead body, maybe hoping for food residue left on his epitome of hair.
I call this the Whiterun Annual "Feel up."
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