Once upon a time

I was a little boy who liked to play with rats.

(Isn't this the best picture you have ever seen?!)

Then I decided to up my feminine charm and throw a princess tea party.

Then I turned the big 22 at my favorite restaurant.

And then I decided it was time for bangs again.

I'm incapable of taking a serious picture of myself without looking like a loser. It's much easier to try to look like a loser, because then I have a good excuse for looking like one.

On another note, do you wonder why I am blogging so much? It's because we're back in Logan, and I don't have much else to do besides sand down my end tables, which has been getting rather tedious.