omg and did i mention that davin smells every single bloody thing he picks up? like every plate, every bowl, every cup, every spoon. it makes me so insecure that everything in his house is infected and covered with germs and has been left there to rot for millions and gazzillions and trazillions of yeaarrrs. it just makes insecure. omgggzzzzzzzz.

hahahhaha i feel so saddistically satisfied that he is tackling with his dirty dishes at a loss now. HAH! well, at least he's starting...

oh well. a day at davin's.

all right, all right, he's nagging at me now to help him with the dishes.

pffts.