I love naming inanimate objects, it's become a sick addiction. Except I can never stick with a name... Maybe I just like personifying things because I like living in a play house? Keep me away from glue and googly eyes. Man, I got drunk the other night and woke up to find my bamboo stick with some peepers on it.

LOOK AT MY OLD LIVEJOURNAL USER PIC:

How retarded, right?

P.s.- That hyperlink scared the shit out of me.