Counting the cars on the new jersey turnpike…
Ok, yeah. Shut up. This one is totally my fault. Gah. I need more Adventures!
Pog
They’re called Accessories. 
Namely, find thee a Dead Man’s Watch. Get a Meat Maid. They add adventures. YAY!
I’m empty and aching and I don’t know why…
This one, I think, is also Pog’s fault. Anything after this, though, is probably mine. Maybe. I haven’t decided. I may just continue to blame her. POOOOOOOOOOOG!
If you listen to the water…
This is just like the coolest thing ever. I’m trying to think of an excuse for having one, and all I can come up with right now, “Just ’cause it’s fucking cool!” Which, I suppose, is as good a reason as I’ve ever had for most of the hair brained things I’ve ever done. Seriously, [...]
“Counting the cars on the new jersey turnpike…”