At least it’s not heroin
Ok. This has gone too far. I am literally living on packet soup between pay checks, and then I go and do this: I thought we had an understanding. I Continue Reading →
Ok. This has gone too far. I am literally living on packet soup between pay checks, and then I go and do this: I thought we had an understanding. I Continue Reading →
I thought all lorises were good for was being cute. Na-uh. They KICK ASS TOO. Thanks @aaanna for the pic!
Sweet moment of the week. I was feeling abit like this yesterday: And my friend Katie sent me this song, (which is saved by being too mushy cos it’s punk) Continue Reading →
I’m living in the wrong country! We already know that Russia has Sonya, the adorabelest slow loris in all of Christendom – who, by the way, my super-sleuthing (or lazy Continue Reading →
I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again – I heart Carl Hiaasen. Seriously, I can’t get enough of the guy. And I have a terrible feeling that I Continue Reading →