Weeaboo

Wow, apparently my old anime club is turning 10 years old. I'm honestly surprised they're still around since the last time I heard anything about them, people only rocked up to socialise outside instead of actually paying the $1 required to go in and watch weeaboo faggotry and it was hurting their finances badly. (I'll have to admit, it was our group that started that trend. Whoops.) Oh well. Happy decade, Brisbane Angst and Sex society. My virginity thanks you.

Gah, have to go pick up Dad at the airport in an hour or so, thus ending a week of playing the piano in my underwear at 3am. (I was working out the bass cliff for "Endless Rain" too ;_;) To be honest I was getting kinda lonely anyways. I wouldn't do well as a hermit.

My dog has a hairless chest and I like the way it feels against my cheek.