Not much to see here, except for a too bright background whose only real merit is that it matches that gloriously warm season we all seem so glad to use as an excuse for walking around in little more than our underwear. Not complaining, ladies, just stating a fact.

I'm not good at making friends. Mostly because I have trouble caring about anyone outside my direct line of attention, but also because it doesn't seem worth the effort. Friends come and go, but I much prefer just seeing everyone as people, and enjoying whatever fun moments we may have together.
Yes, I'm emotionally lazy, and it doesn't bother me.

That's all I feel like writing about myself, so, yeah.
Have a good day.