fake blood and babies
And thus begins a new feature of this journal, titled "When I Use To Be More Fun".
I was going to post this picture as a reply to a post in superhappytime's journal, thinking this is a picture of the last time I was so drunk I had a hangover. I went so far as to search through my email to find it. xxxemptyxxx took the picture and sent it to me way back in October 2005 at Scott's birthday "Zombie, Pimp, and Ho party". As in you had to dress up as something related to one or all of those things.
I was a Zombie Killer a la Milla Jovovich in Resident Evil. My costume included a Nerf Gun which I randomly shot at people, and if you can see it, there is a little jar with green candy in it attached to my belt. That was the "antidote".
So yeah, this is me back when I use to be more fun. But what I realized is this isn't a picture of the last time I got drunk enough to have a hangover. It's not even a picture of me drunk. I had 2 drinks that night, which is enough to get me buzzed if I drink them right after each other, which I probably did.
The reason I didn't get drunk that night is I knew there was the slimmest of chances that I was pregnant.
I kept that possibility to myself for more 2 days. That's when I woke up and decided I had waited long enough. I had a pregnancy test hidden in the bathroom, left over from a 2 pack of pregnancy tests from the last time I had thought I might be pregnant.
But this time I was.
In that picture, inside my belly, is the tiniest little 3 week old Indy swimming around.
What a way for him to start into this world.
I was going to post this picture as a reply to a post in superhappytime's journal, thinking this is a picture of the last time I was so drunk I had a hangover. I went so far as to search through my email to find it. xxxemptyxxx took the picture and sent it to me way back in October 2005 at Scott's birthday "Zombie, Pimp, and Ho party". As in you had to dress up as something related to one or all of those things.
I was a Zombie Killer a la Milla Jovovich in Resident Evil. My costume included a Nerf Gun which I randomly shot at people, and if you can see it, there is a little jar with green candy in it attached to my belt. That was the "antidote".
So yeah, this is me back when I use to be more fun. But what I realized is this isn't a picture of the last time I got drunk enough to have a hangover. It's not even a picture of me drunk. I had 2 drinks that night, which is enough to get me buzzed if I drink them right after each other, which I probably did.
The reason I didn't get drunk that night is I knew there was the slimmest of chances that I was pregnant.
I kept that possibility to myself for more 2 days. That's when I woke up and decided I had waited long enough. I had a pregnancy test hidden in the bathroom, left over from a 2 pack of pregnancy tests from the last time I had thought I might be pregnant.
But this time I was.
In that picture, inside my belly, is the tiniest little 3 week old Indy swimming around.
What a way for him to start into this world.