Today is the one day of the year I can run around dressed like a seafairing- hooligan, sloppily slurring stupid sland such as, "Shiver me timbers" or "Argh! Them, there's fighting words!" without a care in the world.
Aww, who am I kidding?
Truth be told I will likely be a pimp again or some disco-themed variation. God i loathe my herbal ingenuity.
I wish I still had my Mexican wrestling mask. It looked like this but different colors and trim
Oh well.
Off to the island for me, lady free, thankfully. Maybe it's in my fate to wake with more then a pain in my neck for my trouble, then again, even if not, beats this here drab bubble.
Aww, who am I kidding?
Truth be told I will likely be a pimp again or some disco-themed variation. God i loathe my herbal ingenuity.
I wish I still had my Mexican wrestling mask. It looked like this but different colors and trim
Oh well.
Off to the island for me, lady free, thankfully. Maybe it's in my fate to wake with more then a pain in my neck for my trouble, then again, even if not, beats this here drab bubble.
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good thing i checked my last journal-almost missed your words. phew!
which island is that?
cuba? that's a lot closer to me than you are now. got a layover in NYC by any chance?
so far today, my staffing agent was dressed as Tigger, and my bank teller was a pimp.