My Dad makes a ton of money selling stuff on eBay. Because of that, we’re almost constantly going to into antique shops and thrift stores looking for new things to sell. Some of the best things I find are in these shops, and they’re usually the hardest to leave behind (cause there’s not a ton of them everywhere, or I can’t just go into a store later and find more). That being said, when I was a little kid, I wanted to be a hobbit. Because of this, I literally forced myself to eat mushrooms until I got used to the texture, and grew a fondness for them. (Yeah, I was a cool kid). I stopped once I grew out of my Lord of the Rings phase, and I hate eating all of them except portabella, but I still think they’re cool as fuck. I regret leaving this jar behind.

A while back my grandmother won a trip to Universal Studios. She took me, my little sister, and my mom along with her (she won four tickets). The amount of things there that I didn’t buy was astounding, along with the amount of things I wanted to buy. As a, at the very least, fairly legit geek and an ex-weeaboo, these shirts called out to me.