*justin is walking down the stairs holding a box*
*justin continues walking down the stairs*
justin: holy crap. i haven't been looking at the stairs!
justin: just keep going without looking. you've been find so far
justin (taking a step, leg is wobbly): AH! where is the step?!
justin: nope. i've lost my stairs confidence... i gotta look down
justin (looking down into lava pit, standing at last stair): oh. oh wow.
justin: what a weird staircase
I usually psych myself out by the time I get to the final step or two. Replace that box with my Wendell dog and you have what I do multiple times a day.
Speaking of Wendell, here’s a pictures!
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Rough week so far, dang. I'll finish the comic I started Sunday tonight for tomorrow and then we can all celebrate at your house.
Ooo, it smells like I remembered to make food tonight.
My Number 1 Pet Peeve: dying in a horrible fire.
I slept weird last night. I partially blame the five Jr. Cheeseburgers I ate right before going to bed.
Tomorrow is sport day. Mmmmmmm, excited.
Sorry. My legit enthusiasm didn't come through. AHHHHHHHHHHHHH, LET'S PLAY THESE GAMES ALREADY!
Jokes on you, everyone-at-work. I wasn't wearing deodorant all day.