Mustard Pimp

Million miles and hour. Lalalala.
Brain is malfunctioning due to the hardcore literature work I am commencing.
Speak soon (when brain is well mended.)
But at least Phuong was happy with the shirt I made her :P (And she paid me 40 when I clearly said 30. >:| )

Watashi no heya desu. :)

End Rant.