We can make a deal.

Yesterday, what a day.

Everyone suddenly got really protective of their photos of food and their selfies.

Personally? Well, as long as my face doesn't end up on an ad for hemorrhoid cream I think I'll be ok.

Who knew Instagram was such serious stuff?

Except this ecard may actually be made after me.

90% of my Instagram photos are of my dogs.

The other 10% is pretty much just booze and stuff.

Valuable stuff right there. Dog Fancy, call me directly - we can make a deal.

Yeah, I think that one time I failed at trying to sell my old roommate's cat on Craigslist was more of a success than the Instagram sales people will have trying to sell the majority of the photos I've seen.

I'll share that story another day.

Moving on...

I can't stop listening to the following songs.

And by can't stop listening I mean on repeat nonstop. It's a glitch in my wiring, when I love a song I can't stop playing it.

If he would come sing this to me I'd really never stop listening to it.

Everything this song is makes me smile like a spoiled little kid on Christmas.

Always, just always, this one.

That's really all I've got today. I know, shitty post. Sorry guys.

Don't throw tomatoes at me, take photos of them and Instagram them to me. 

Byeee.