Vice_The_Decepticon_Sniper

I have family from Wisconsin coming to visit all of us who live more down south, and they’re bringing down 30 pounds of cheese curds. 
          
          30 POUNDS. 
          
          I think my family has a problem.

Sup! Remember me!?

Y’all, I finally found someone irl who will play Fortnite with me, and then I think I accidentally gave them the wrong gamer tag…
          
          HOW COULD I FUCK THIS UP SO BADDDD??????
          
          (And I don’t know them well enough to have their phone number, so I can’t call to correct it T_T)

I had the weirdest dream last night. 
          
          I was in a semi truck that my grandpa bought me, and I was driving it through the Costco parking lot. For some reason I was driving on the right side like I was in Europe, and I was going over a bunch of speed bumps. Then I turned to get gas from the Costco gas pumps, but I realized I didn’t have any money. So I got out of my semi, and walked away. But then my sister ran up, and gave me my nanas credit card. So I turned back, about to put gas in my truck, when suddenly I was in a garage. My semi was gone, and instead I had this sick motorcycle. It being a dream, I didn’t think anything of it. I was just like, ‘oh damn. That’s a cool motorcycle I have. I need to thank my grandpa again’ and then I drove it away. A little while later, after driving my motorcycle around for a while, I wake up, and tell people about my dream, and how cool my motorcycle was, and how I wish I had one in real life, because it was literally so sick. And then I realize I’m still dreaming, and I don’t know who I’m talking to anymore, because everyone I was just telling about my motorcycle is suddenly blurry.
          
          And then I woke up for real. 
          
          But the crazy part is, my semi truck was red and white, and then my motorcycle was red and white, and earlier today, while I was scrolling through YouTube shorts, I saw a red and white motorcycle… like my dream. 
          
          I don’t know y’all, but it was really weird, and now I think it was a sign from the universe that I need a red and white motorcycle.

HOLD THE PHONE!!!
          
          STOP EVERYTHING YOURE DOING!!!!
          
          I just got my first ever piece of fanart T_T
          
          Like, can anyone tell me a way to physically inhale digital artwork, because that’s what I wanna do. It’s genuinely so beautiful.

Hey so like, how the heck do I have ten followers on tumblr? What’d I do? They all appeared after I wrote a post about Mamma Mia MegOp, so perhaps that’s all it took? I even got a reblog by one of my favorite authors on there for that one…
          
          Mamma Mia MegOp was apparently what people wanted…

My mother: Go to church! Have some social interaction!
          
          Me: mother, I don’t socially interact even when I’m in social situations. If I go to church, I’m just NOT social interacting outside of my natural habitat. 
          It’s pointless.
          
          My mother: … you’re going to church you little smart Alec. Don’t make your brother go alone.

For those couple of people who care/know about my art thing. Here’s my artwork
          https://www.tumblr.com/vicethesniper13/792334898967003136/for-those-like-two-people-on-wattpad-wholl-care?source=share

Hahahahahahahahhaha…
          I’ve finally finished all the drawings I need to turn in for my art reception…
          At 2:03 in the morning…
          I still need to color at least two of them in, but I’m way too tired. 
          G’night. 
          (You would not believe how many pictures of Perceptor’s crotch I had to look at for these damn drawings. But hey, at least his crotch is accurate.)

I’m dead. I’m dying. We still have two more days that are gonna be at Universal. I’m saving my money to buy transformers stuff. It’s gonna be sick. I also got a Pirates of the Caribbean jacket. It looks so cool. 
          Legit having so much fun!