Ouch. This is what you girls don't have to deal with. I cut my upper lip while shaving. I didn't think you could bleed so much from a lip.
So I know most people on here blabber on about drinking too much, partying too much, blah. But so what. I drank last night and didn't get up until two this afternoon. I think I'm gonna stop drinking for awhile. It's wearing me down. Hey, let's all stop drinking! Wheeeee!
On a happynote, my uncle Remus stopped by yesterday. I didn't even know he was in town, he just showed up at my door. He's kind of a loan wolf travelin man I guess you could say. He just travels the country on his motorcycle, taking the occasional oddjob so he can eat. Seems like an adventure doesn't it? He likes giving me crazy advice that I don't understand, like "When life poops on you, you wipe it's ass!!" I don't get it. ANyway, I coerced him into letting me take a picture before he headed back out into the wild blue whatever. Here he is, after having a couple of whiskey sours..
So I know most people on here blabber on about drinking too much, partying too much, blah. But so what. I drank last night and didn't get up until two this afternoon. I think I'm gonna stop drinking for awhile. It's wearing me down. Hey, let's all stop drinking! Wheeeee!
On a happynote, my uncle Remus stopped by yesterday. I didn't even know he was in town, he just showed up at my door. He's kind of a loan wolf travelin man I guess you could say. He just travels the country on his motorcycle, taking the occasional oddjob so he can eat. Seems like an adventure doesn't it? He likes giving me crazy advice that I don't understand, like "When life poops on you, you wipe it's ass!!" I don't get it. ANyway, I coerced him into letting me take a picture before he headed back out into the wild blue whatever. Here he is, after having a couple of whiskey sours..
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Yes the 80's rawked... I wonder what the next gen will think of the 90's. Will it be Pearl Jam and doc martens?
That's cool you like the stripey socks. I remember wandering down Bourbon St. at 17 in my thigh high ones w/patent leather boots and being called a freak. A freak in a city of freaks? I was just visiting New Orleans and found it funny that they were probably tourists and thought that I was one of the local attractions. I was hardly a freak but it was funny to hear that...