I mean the manifestation of doubt

Iggy loves RachelRaven

This girl I know grew a monster inside of her - a monster we call Iggy, but his formal name is teratoma. This was probably the scariest, nastiest thing I've ever heard of. Far nastier than my cucumber - for those who are privy to that little story. Your body can seriously do the weirdest shit. And even more odd? Iggy (like the Cucumber) was completely benign. So both YHA and RachelRaven have had humongous weird growths removed from our bits, but are totally fine. Funny - something so huge can be completely harmless, but a tiny little spot on your arm can end up as a melanoma that kills you within months...

(A picture of Iggy exists, if you really want to see it, I can hook you up. But believe me, you don't want to see it.)

The Crows?

I just found a bit of bird poop on the wall where I hang the car keys. INSIDE MY KITCHEN. How in F's name did BIRD POOP end up on the wall inside my kitchen? What the hell?



And that other thing

I really do think it's winding down. Fatigue does it to you.




Always,

S