One of my first experiences of Glasgow...

...was finding a knife. It's like an initiation.

That cat

It definitely wants me dead. I prefer dogs anyway.

Every Literature Society Meeting

It always ends in a mess of homo-eroticism.

A pun

Okay, so maybe it wasn't a pun.

Cancerpants

Not the cheeriest week of my life.

And so the cycle of life continues

I seem to be the kind of person you can buy novelty pens for.

All too often

I get rather involved in daydreams. Mostly I realise I've been unwittingly pulling some facial expression that real life didn't require of me.