Aaron says this picture reminds him of Steve O's tattoo of himself...on...himself.
Anyway... . . . . .
Chris and I got to work together today at a festival in "the hood" of Cleveland.
~ We got hit on my nearly every man we walked by.
~ We were asked for a light by a lady with a big fat joint hangin out of her mouth.
~ We got stuck with the face painter's job(because they ditched) AND our own job.
~ The lady in charge bailed on payment at the end of the day.
After work we went straight to my house warming party.
The majority of this party consisted of the older women of the family and friends of my mother. Most of those people were very recently informed that Aaron and I live together. It was a mildly uncomfortable situation.
I had invited a few friends.....
....one of which showed up....
Duckie shit on passenger seat on the way home and pissed on my leg afterwards. He shit most of the time at the party so I definitely wasn't prepared for that. He's never even done anything but sleep in the car. I'm calling the vet tomorrow. The past week was spent giving him meds for coccidia. Everything was normal all week and even this morning. Tonight everything went, literally, to shit. I think he was stressed out, but he's been in social situations with no problem before. And when I say party, I mean, a bunch of old ladies sitting around eating burgers and pasta salad.
hope duckie gets feeling better.
also, i see the steve-o-ness of the pic too.