My people. Let me show you them.
Today’s dresses brought to you by whimpernotbang who (inaccurately) claims she has no sense of aesthetics. Silly Sam.
I am too wiped out to accessorize these in my head, but they are cute. Also, short. I am many things, and one of them is a red-blooded straight male.
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Not pictured: Follow-up email entitled “Also, your mom”
whimpernotbang replied to your post: Your sidebar about thing is WRONG, mister. You’re not an engineer in your late 20s. Stop trying to convince everyone you’re not old~
Australia doesn’t have squirrels!~ luv u bby <3
Fine! A rabid wallaby!
Q:Your sidebar about thing is WRONG, mister. You're not an engineer in your late 20s. Stop trying to convince everyone you're not old~
Why are we friends?
Fine, I changed it.
I hope you are chased home by rabid squirrels.
That’s right, I’m tutoring computer algorithm computational complexity over the Internet while on a bike ride
BOOM.
By request, me dyed purple during frosh week at the University of Toronto.
I don’t know if I have any photos of when I was dyed as a frosh, but I have these from my first year as a head frosh leader in 2003.
I’m probably giving my impressionable frosh intentional misinformation or reminding them to protect their hardhats from the Arts & Science frosh for the hundredth fucking time.
whimpernotbang replied to your post: Outside
Pizza places deliver~
GO TO SLEEP, WOMAN. IT’S HALF PAST 3AM THERE.



