Ever since I got home and the weather was identical to Portland I basically just sat around the house moping half the time playing soul silver, AND WELL, YOU KNOW WHAT HAPPENED.

(by what happened, I mean I made my best friend get heart gold and trade with me)

so I’m currently rechallenging like every gym leader to buff my levels so I can beat the shit out of red so I can feel like a self satisfied

DOUCHE.

here’s what the saffron city training dojo looks like right now.

that’s everyone except gary and clair because I’ll get to challenge that cape-wearing cosplaying freak tomorrow morning (I LOVE HOW MY RIVAL SAYS THAT), and gary, well, I need his sister to “massage my pokemon” a lot first har hurr durr 

but really, it’s pretty awful, because I only challenge the gym leader for each set timetable (see here) over and over just so I can have the rest of them gathered in the room, forever and always. just because. keeping them from their gym leader-y duties to quell my own personal OCD in case I decide a marathon of L.60 battles sounds like a great idea.

I MEAN SOMETIMES I’M THE MOST WORST DON’T WORRY ABOUT IT

time to shower and dress and wear my brother’s horse mask some more.

BITCHES WE OUT.