MTL

good times

in spite of believing chuck e. cheese was the most horrifying creature i'd ever seen, i insisted on having my birthday party at his fine establishment three years in a row.

i'm the one sobbing hysterically with my head turned away and my hand plastered over my eyeballs.



age 7.

jesus twig and bottlecap cult

and a squirrel attacked me too.

something evil is in the air today.

spring is springing

summer, i miss you

drunkopoly

the disney edition, no less!

beer and baby duck made me feel it was necessary to macro shoot every game piece on the board. for example:





i didn't win.

this is why i want kids