This is what happens when I go for a run. My mind wonders and I start thinking about random crap. Some of it is useful. But this- this is for my benefit.
I present to you:
Yes, I’m aware that I might need a new hobby…
Harry made you some sprinkles.
Harry likes to babysit.
He’s kind of a creeper.
Harry wants you to be creative.
Harry is such a joker. <nervouslaughter>
Well we don’t want to wake the baby.
Such a good helper, that Harry.
How about you? If you feel the need to create your own, I’ve created a tumblr JUST FOR THIS. I know. You’re welcome. It’s like my little Christmas gift to web land.