Just another sleepover? I THINK NOT.
Dish-pirating is hard work... To be a dish pirate, you must fulfill two requirements. 1: Wear ridiculous velvet pirate hats without complaint, and 2: be named Shelby or Claire. You must also enjoy washing dishes.
So yesterday, before Shelby joined me at my abode, I took a little tumble. Down 14 stairs. I then hit my head on the tile in front of the door. Why did I do this? BECAUSE I SUCK AT LIFE. I'm ridiculously accident-prone, if you haven't read my profile, therefore if there is a possibility for me to get hurt, I will get hurt. Just something I've learned to deal with.
"Be nice to me Shelby, I'm concussed!"
Oh dear, I'm babbling. I think I'll wrap this up.
GOODBYE.
Love Always,
Bumbling, Babbling, Calamitous Claire.
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