Me As A Childas told by my mother

Evidently my mom often used to find me playing alone,

in my closet,

with the door closed,

and the light off.


And that was when she wasn't finding me the same way in the pots and pans cupboard.


Evidently I most enjoyed myself when alone in small, dark spaces...
Dude, I'm weird.



On a completely unrelated note, organic toaster pastries officially rock my socks.

That's pretty much it.