Hello. It’s a little over half past 10, PST and I’m pooped. I feel good, but I’m pooped.
Welcome to the world! Welcome to the world!! Welcome to the world!!! Welcome to the world!!!!
My skin is dry and my money is tight, but it’s alright.
I’m fat and my friends and I don’t talk as much anymore, but it’s alright.
I didn’t know what to write about this evening, so I just thought I’d write a little poetry and post a few ics from the day.
You’re patient when I’m foolish; You give guidance when I ask; It seems you can do most anything;