Firework disaster
So as much as I tried last night...I only got to see about 30 seconds of fireworks. I suppose if you're gonna see any of it, the grand finale is the best hunk to see. It's not like I've never seen the damn things before...I'm pretty sure it's just the nostalgia of the whole experience that makes me wanna go sit around for no good reason and watch pretty things blow up above me. That was only the tip of the iceberg...a lot of other crap went down that night that left me in a very empty place. I'm trying very hard to escape from that place right now, but I'm so damn tired it's being very difficult. I shall overcome :)
I'm going to have pictures done for a calendar tonight. Don't worry, there's no boob/butt/crotch shots. It's for a fetishy/medieval/etc...calendar. I hope it doesn't suck. My friend Madeline is coming with. She's already done hers and I thought they were beautiful, so I'm hoping to come out with at least a few cute ones tonight. If I do, I'll let you all see them too :) I''m totally nervous though...
Back to being bored at work. gar.
I'm going to have pictures done for a calendar tonight. Don't worry, there's no boob/butt/crotch shots. It's for a fetishy/medieval/etc...calendar. I hope it doesn't suck. My friend Madeline is coming with. She's already done hers and I thought they were beautiful, so I'm hoping to come out with at least a few cute ones tonight. If I do, I'll let you all see them too :) I''m totally nervous though...
Back to being bored at work. gar.