So I traded my one xbox that didn’t read discs for one that the disc tray doesn’t open.
I totally forgot that the old 360 brick was noisy. Holy crap.
Chuckling to myself, because I haven ‘t seen a bearded Christoph in awhile and now, seeing him in Django, all I’m thinking is, “Who’s this fucker? This isn’t Christoph.”
For a second. For a full second. I thought I lost it.
Damn wifi. You bastard.
Holy jesus. I stared at a boob nip for 30 seconds before I realized it was a boob nip.
I really dislike myself at the moment. Got myself into the habit of having multiple outcomes for the same scene. And now, I need to write two different thingys because I suddenly like both outcomes.
You know. As pretty as my avatar is. She’s kind of scaring me.