I Wish You The Best, You Snake

Current Song: "The Empty Threats Of Little Lord" -- Sunset Rubdown

I want to move out of my house. I want to move out of my house. I want to move out of my house. I almost wish that my secret escape plans fall through, because their success means that I would have to stay here a bit longer than if they failed. Then again, I don't at all wish my secret escape plans fall through, because their success would be awesome. It's not so much that I want to move out of my house, it's that I want everybody else to move out.

It smells like onions and garlic in here and it makes me want to murder someone.