My name is Stabby and I am bitchin as shit.
Guess who has two thumbs, is an ex-Jezzie, a liberal, a feminist, a hockey lover, a Dita fan, AND a dog mom? THIS MOI. I'm a self-professed nerd with a heart of gold.
Ok, maybe not solid gold, but maybe gold plated?
Follow at your own risk... OF BEING AWESOME.
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I also have a funny pics blog, Ridic, a cute pics blog, Cutest of the Cute, and a Dita Von Teese fan blog, Teese Me, Dita!
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Ability to breathe through my nose greater, and the lack if OMGWTFBBQ stinging associated with swallowing is a pleasant reminder that this thing, this illness, is dissipating. It could be the fact that I essentially slept for the past 24 hours, or it could be the fact that my immune system is so kick ass that that it only took me ONE FUCKING DAY to kick the shit out of whatever wasn’t welcome in my body. We’ll never truly know. Never truly know. (Read: It’s the former)
Welp, now I’m going to go back to watching Battlestar Galactica and eating whatever I can shovel into my face fast enough, because according to the non-existent doctor I don’t have due to not having health insurance, those are the doctor’s orders.
NIGHTNIGHT by DEDDY