I calculate what I have done.

I have a plan! A life plan! It's fluctuating, and will continue to do so I imagine. However, finally it's something that will make me happy. Fool proof, and I like that.

I also like being a married couple with B. Reading books under the blanket next to each other, talking about butt worms around new company. You understand that maybe sometimes I just need to buy seventy-two airheads, or cry at a certain television show. I leave your house smelling like a man and I love it.

I've got a pillowy pectoral muscle out there to conquer. As soon as I figure out how to bestow wings. Though, I doubt that's a strict contract.

Mmm, everything feels nice. Along with that cheese pizza and snapple in my stomach.
So biggest question of the night now, what the hell is Horsemen?