Earlier this week Ian was bugging me that I haven’t really posted in a while. Sorry about that, kids. In true Joy fashion I have given myself tendentious in pretty much ever joint in my arms from typing so goddamn much. Now I have these oh-so-sexy wrist guards that are supposed to make me hurt less.
In order to provide with you with as much humor at my expense as I possibly can, I am providing you with photos of the man-magnet wrist guards. I think they make me look like a female drummer in a punk band or a street fighter. And therefore tough and sort of ass-kicking in, like, a hot way. Or…. Like a loser. You decide.

Earlier this week Ian was bugging me that I haven’t really posted in a while. Sorry about that, kids. In true Joy fashion I have given myself tendentious in pretty much ever joint in my arms from typing so goddamn much. Now I have these oh-so-sexy wrist guards that are supposed to make me hurt less.

In order to provide with you with as much humor at my expense as I possibly can, I am providing you with photos of the man-magnet wrist guards. I think they make me look like a female drummer in a punk band or a street fighter. And therefore tough and sort of ass-kicking in, like, a hot way. Or…. Like a loser. You decide.

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