And Pinkie Pie has just proposed to Deadpool. Because of course she has.

Dat beard.

A log, a log. My kingdom for a log.

My first cold concert tonight. Think I did pretty well not knowing any of the songs. Yaaaaay knowing my rig inside and out!

Littlefinger has shown up in my head and there's not a damn thing I can do about it.

Garrus's VA and Fenris's VA should make a game together where they read the phone book. Me Gusta.

Cut the living hell out of my leg while shaving. I don't care that I'm an adult, who let me have sharp objects?

Should just give up trying today. All around critical mission failure.

Katie and I making a Mass Effect dressing room so our Sheps can argue with each other. This can only end well.

Fever finally broke. I've rarely been so happy to be so very hot and sweaty and gross.