saturnine

I am feeling old. And drunk. I stayed out with friends and coworkers, made out with people I should know better than, and ultimately wish I had just gone home after work to start season three of Farscape. Hi. I'm a nerd.

This is the last of the two tone hawk. I have the dye in order. As soon as I wake up this afternoon, it is so on.





Also. I got hit on by dirty old men, harmless, well intentioned, well tipping dirty old men, quite a bit tonight, but I made more money than I ever have on a Monday, so, ah well. I larfed when the back bartender said, oh, it's your birthday? That's why you were glowing! I told her it was the whiskey. I didn't say it was the sex. Though that is likely why I was being aggressively eyeballed all night, along with the good tips. They just know. Hah!