SWEATER WEATHER

Do you know what you get when you pay fifty cents for a cup of coffee? A cup of coffee that tastes like it costs fifty cents. klsjdflsdifosfosslsoib!! That's the sound of me scraping my tongue with a pencil.

My mother made me a sweater for my birthday. She sent it in the mail and I received it yesterday. It is soft and brown and chunky and wonderful and wonderful. It also increases my already uncanny likeness Velma Dinkley and I'm not sure how I feel about that.