tuesday

I had a big paycheck this week. But it's gone. Spent it all on booze and pot and some pills but no fun ones, just stuff to make me stop sneezing. The first Charlotte Tattoo Expo was this weekend. I wanted to go but forgot about it until this afternoon when I was sitting on the couch in my underwear eatting peanut butter cookies and the boy was sleeping. Poor guy. He was not up for an expo. He's well rested now and we're going out for drinks and spoken word night. We're such beatniks, spending our weekends smoking and um, other stuff and going to poetry readings...
Ah the good life.