Due to the sweet, sweet words of my fellow BoH00rs in the patch, I'm sending out chapter 2 but this WON'T be the norm. I will normally be updating once a day;)


Does Not Compute…

What was I thinking?

I'm looking down at my new uniform. It's a skirt. Well, technically it's a kilt; a kilt the color of my grandfather's old army uniform. There's also a black shirt that fits like a second skin, and the heaviest looking black boots I have ever contemplated attaching to my feet.

The upside? I have a job. Braw Baffies Scottish Style Pizzaria. Does not compute…but it's a job.

Scratching my head for the millionth time I walk around in it again. It's a fucking skirt. No two ways about it.