That sounds perverted.
Anyways, last night Arlyn, Mika and I went to Montana's with my parents for my mother's birthday. As is always the case at Montana's, we had a paper table cloth and crayons to draw with.
I decided to draw a horse.
I have no idea what happened. I assumed I could remember what a horse looked like, how its head is structured, but as I put crayon to tablecloth, I drew a blank.
Even as I lied to myself and told myself "Self, that's gotta be sorta close..." I knew it was bad - nay, Terrible. (ha... "nay")
I looked up Spirit when I got home.

Ouch.
Well whatever. I'm not a 14 year old girl! I'm not just supposed to know what a horse looks like.
I'll do better.
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