endless vacation
Had a cookout with mom + Dad/Wolverine on Sunday...
My mom brought a sampling of what her garden is up to:
She is very concerned with her lawn and the general upkeep of the property. She let me know exactly what she thought I should be doing with all the UNTAMED SHRUBBERY in my front yard. It took some serious restraint on my part not to start singing this song.
I ordered High End Baller Loki this weekend, along with these:
Avengers fragrances! I was all "Haha, very funny" but then I read the description for the Black Widow one and it actually sounded pretty good, so I bought it instead of getting another bottle of Paris Hilton perfume (shut up I love stripper perfume). I got the Iron Man cologne for my boss's birthday ("I'm a dick just like Tony Stark!") A dick who buys me Skittles sometimes...
and here I am looking tired and kind of skanky but wearing what I believe to be an awesome t shirt:
Malaising it the hell up. Lately when I spend time with Millbilly Chris I'm a million miles away and I feel lousy about it. My sex drive has taken a long walk off a short dock and all I can think is that I would rather be wandering around in the woods by myself or drinking and playing Hank Williams records and staring at the ceiling. He tries so hard to make me happy. Maybe I just need some sun.
My mom brought a sampling of what her garden is up to:
She is very concerned with her lawn and the general upkeep of the property. She let me know exactly what she thought I should be doing with all the UNTAMED SHRUBBERY in my front yard. It took some serious restraint on my part not to start singing this song.
I ordered High End Baller Loki this weekend, along with these:
Avengers fragrances! I was all "Haha, very funny" but then I read the description for the Black Widow one and it actually sounded pretty good, so I bought it instead of getting another bottle of Paris Hilton perfume (shut up I love stripper perfume). I got the Iron Man cologne for my boss's birthday ("I'm a dick just like Tony Stark!") A dick who buys me Skittles sometimes...
and here I am looking tired and kind of skanky but wearing what I believe to be an awesome t shirt:
Malaising it the hell up. Lately when I spend time with Millbilly Chris I'm a million miles away and I feel lousy about it. My sex drive has taken a long walk off a short dock and all I can think is that I would rather be wandering around in the woods by myself or drinking and playing Hank Williams records and staring at the ceiling. He tries so hard to make me happy. Maybe I just need some sun.