two things:
1) my sisters. theyz babez.
2) whenever i see a photo of myself these days, i am struck by the size of my hands. is that weird? are they weird? or is it just me? i swear i didn’t used to notice this, so either they have actually recently ballooned, or this is some onset of weirdly early dysmorphic alzheimers. which is oddly specific to photographs. i mean, they look fine in front of me on the keyboard now, but look at them here. hulk fists, right?