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I was out enjoying the early afternoon sun in my fabulous car and pondering life, the universe, and everything. I saw some cute homes for sale in West University that I considered calling to get additional information about briefly... but then images of my little house on the prairie that Erica showed me popped into my head and all those other shanties paled in comparison. I decided to share some pictures of it so you'd know what the hell I was raving about. They really don't do it justice... at all... but the design is incredible. Here they are: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7. I understand that lusting over that home that is not currently listed (and probably out of my price range given it's location) is really not productive, so I started thinking about other pressing issues. It bothers me that non-dairy creamers are infiltrating the market of non-lactose intolerant creamer users. This is clearly another ploy of satan's to take over the world. I don't understand the way we, as a society, have embraced the laziness that exists in all facets of our daily life. How sad it is that even in fellatio and cunnilingus, laziness prevails. Technology rocks, but really, isn't the journey up the mountain half the fun? Why the fuck are airplane ticket prices in a semi-sinusoidal flux constantly? Maybe it has something to do with non-dairy creamer. Hmm? Something to think about anyway. Fucking non-dairy creamer. Drink it black. One you try black, you'll never go back. All this time, people thought that was a sexual connotation... it's about coffee silly! Geez. Kids these days. I swear. Fucking non-dairy creamer.