I went to this all-American mainstreet USA parade in town. You wouldn't believe what a big deal it is out here. It looked like a Norman Rockwell painting. Except this painting had really fat people smoking and drinking bud-light. Which I guess it pretty all-American.
I got some good people watching in while I ate my ice cream cone on the sidewalk.
Yeah. Paul was amazing. The only other time I met him was at Flying Tiger Circus that night with the first heart brand, but I didn't really talk with him or anything.
Thank you, btw. It's healing right now and looks pretty bad. I'm posting a pic soon.
On a side note, is it completely insane for me to want to be 10 lbs. lighter? I want to be emaciated and sickly looking. Then maybe I'll look as fragile as I feel.
I will soon have a photo journal update about my trip home to SF. For now, you can just scroll back and look at the other pic.
Kisses
Is it possible to be physically sick from being homesick? Cause seriously, since I've been back here I've not felt good at all. Upset stomach, tired all the... Read More
Homesick. SF. I understand all too well. Not everybody gets it, but those that don't aren't important. Most of the unappreciative get the hell out of Dodge before long and open up room for the return of the devoted, beloved few.
Like you.
Come home when you can.