One equal temper of heroic hearts

I wiggled back and forth on whether or not to post one of these things, because I'm not entirely sure what function they serve outside of being able to say "MY GIFTS WERE MORE CULTURED AND WELL THOUGHT-OUT THAN YOUR GIFTS," but in the end I rationalized it by telling myself that the briefcase was a pretty good offering from my parents.

Because now I can go into the office and say "MY LUGGAGE IS MORE CULTURED AND WELL-OILED THAN YOURS."

So. Without ado of the furthest variety:

( Compensatory listing of THE SWAG )

Incidentally, said briefcase was from a store in the mall called Wilson's Leather and, while I am perfectly aware that Wilson is the same as a Smith or Jones as far as the commonality of a surname goes, I couldn't help but suh-mirk and take it so far out of context that I nearly crossed a state line. Merry Christmas, Movie House.

'Speaking of. Come back.