No really. My arms are killing me. Maybe I slept on them wrong or maybe that hand job I gave was all too much for me. Seesh. I don't know. Anyhow, I was stoked to see Jade again. It's hard work being 3 hours away from your BFF. I miss her so much. But Saturday night was pretty fun. I was just so damn tired with everything that's been going on. But we won't get into all of that. So here's a pic of us in our heroin glasses.
This is probably the last I'll write till after I get back from New York Cityyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy. I leave this Thursday & I'm super excited. I'll get to see Amon Tobin on a boat, I plan on doing some vintage shopping in Soho, maybe I'll be in Chinatown hungover, I'll drool over hot boys & seeing their reflections in Little Italy, seeing the ultimate bums of the USA on random side streets, might take a stroll in Central Park, and so on & so on. I'll give you a full update of all the shenanigans that went on upon my return.
P.S. - Boys make me sick sometimes. I had two dreams last week that I was full on lesbian. I think this is Godzilla trying to tell me something. But ehhhh, wo knows. Maybe my next crush is waiting right around the next slurpee machine.