What the hell is that doing in my house? Who the hell buys that? Honestly.
And yes, that's rhetorical. I know exactly who bought that. Suffice to say, we are not close. In fact, we're the opposite of close. We're...far away?
Whatever.
On a funner note, while I'm here and while I'm uploading pictures, check out this one of the ghosts painted on my wall by a visiting fairy:
Ghosts are rad.
