Because she gets shit done.

Xtine embodies the saying, "git 'er done." Shit happens when you're around xtine. Good shit. It's magical. 

homies without jobs.

X-teen came to visit me in Lincoln Nebraska this week.
The first order of business was to drive around and look at things/potential hang out locations for the coming day (today), as I had to go out of town for a conference.
We got slightly sidetracked as we were proximate to my crush's house... the natural progression was to drive by and stalk him before finishing our tour of town.
We are now gearing up to go get some ice cream for dinner after we both got personally offended at someone suggesting that we eat at "the food court at the mall".
CHAMPIONS.

Cupcake

One time, X-Tine gave me a pair of light blue and pink underwear with a cupcake on the crotch and lace around the edges. Also, they said "Cupcake" on the butt all bootylicious-like. The point of this story is that sometimes, when I miss X-tine, I wear them.

did I mention how amazing

christine is hilarious after operations...

(that one's kind of long, so I've included the one below in case you only have a few minutes...)

Love you, Xteen!!

christine likes to do nothing sometimes

And she does nothing with me. Entertaining me as we risk our lives to eat free Thai food and rock climb.

xtine is the shit.

Breakfast in Bed

This morning I woke up around 5:15ish to find a two liter of D.Coke in my bed with a delightful note attached to it. Thanks Xtine, you da bessst.

Aooooogah!

Darling X-tine is having arm surgery Friday because a hobo stabbed her with an ice pick...or maybe she stabbed herself with an awl. You can never know.

This means she can't use her right arm, and I get to help her with really fun things, like putting her hair in a top knot.

Mostly she just keeps making weird noises and talking about crotches. Aoooogah!