fireyspright

document the injuries that ensued since last wednesday night:

1. wed/thurs midnight: Losing all inhibitions due to birthday madness, I went around the bar asking people to bite me. (I guess losing inhibitions to a spright means allowing your masochism to take over) I only got a few good ones as most people were too nervous or confused to bite me hard. But my friend Andrew got me GOOD on my forearm and my friend chris got me good on my shoulder.
2. Thursday I was pretty behaved until whilst walking home from a party down the street from my house I stumbled into a bush, scratching up top right shoulder and leg. Then proceeded to fall on my face, hurting my nose and scratching my glasses.
3. Friday I was alright, and got no injuries, but did get three different bars mad at me. I licked a jello shot off a tray that the waitress was bringing around, and then was caught drinking out of some random guys pitcher. (honestly, I don't remember!!!)
4. Saturday I did alright the first half of the night, even met a really hot punk rock guy with a blond mowhawk! (You know I love them!!!) Then I got kicked out of my favorite bar, during a punk rock show! Come On! Who kicks out a little drunk hippy girl, but lets a buch of studded drunken screamiing anti-establishment steel-toe wearing beligerents stay? WTF?
But I must have been pretty bad, cuz on the walk home I ground off my big toenail, fell on my ass twice, and my knee, which is purple and painful now.

So that was my painful week. Now I am avoiding alcohol, and trying to lay low, smoking weed, listening to jams, drinking tea and water (to help my throbbing kidneys) and reading. I have just picked up boook 5 of the Dark Tower series. I read most over a year ago, and just decided to finish em up. Then I think I will read the rest of Douglass adams, or maybe Tom Robbins. We'll see.