wolverine costume...someone asked me if my chest hair was real. it is.

She hasn't been seen since.

"You're a wizard, hairy."

"Browser? I hardly even know her--and even if I did, who would be interested in a person who made that joke?"

Just like in that dream her creepy classmate always has.

I don't blame her. I blame her brain.

"Next time don't interrupt my nap, Mom."