ladies is pimps too!
something about plastic wineglasses (which are sometimes the best idea on earth) says, "i may be getting trashed by the fire tonight, but i'll be damned if i don't look classy while doing it." i'm not sure if drinking boxed wine out of them helps or hurts the classiness.
sometimes my hair feels really nice and silky, and it can even sometimes look like that too. it makes me a little sad that i have to straighten it before that's possible, and my hair without a straightener is perhaps not so nice.
went for a walk last night up to the highway, and in my half hour stroll, i discovered a few things. i found a fifty cent piece from 2000, which is kinda cool on it's on. i also found what's left of a dead deer, which includes a set of legs (hooves too) and a strip of skin from along that back. and not much else. i also came to realise that a good amount of people going up and down this road are apparently drinking, considering the amount of beer cans, beer bottles and bottles of hard liquor i saw. i even saw some sample bottles of vodka. guess those are the training steps of drunk driving... can't handle the real thing? have a taster; see how it goes. all this also makes me want to go up and down that road with a box of garbage bags. there is a NASTY amount of trash in the ditches along it. but i'm not sure how to go about that down here. i mean back home, i did it more then once... but there, the garbage trucks will pick up anything you can haul to the curb. down here, they're so anal.everything's got to be separated, and everything gets picked up on different days. not to mention they will only take so much. i'm not going to separate everything into different bags while i'm mucking around in the ditches, but i can't just toss it all on the curb and expect them to take it. god. the south makes it so damn difficult to do a good deed.
oh, and i also saw a full bottle of eggnog. wonder how long that's been there for. since christmas? or is it some nasty leftover?