A lot of the time I get the feeling people I meet in person don't BELIEVE me (and Joe) when I tell them the shit that goes down...as in the crazyness with my (and our) psycho submissives that we live off of...and the very righteous people I come into contact with who dig me (such as excellent people from some favorite bands). *sigh* I guess my priceless one of a kind life IS hard to grasp, for the mundane.
We went to the sabres game night before last....of COURSE our boys WON. After the game though....some fucking crackhead totally tried to rob me and Joe on our way out of the subway. Obviousley we kicked his ass...but my hands are all fucking injured and shit. I took pics yesterday...they're looking a little better today. Here's pics from the game, and pics of my poor hands. I think my fucking wrist is sprained jesus fuckin' christ.
Im lucky I didn't break my new digicam, or cell phone though, cause I was swatting with my purse (which broke, go buy me a new purse from my amazon wishlist or send me a sailor jerry certificate so I can get one of their) BTW, I still wanna move to MEMPHIS. :| ... so yea, pics, I was too busy drinking and screaming to get any action shots, but this shit's still fun (thats ronan tynan singing):
my booboo eye and my hands looking swollen and 'man hand'ish yesterday after I woke up:
You know what....we were seated next to four school teacher chicks, and one of them was all deiselly and cool, and bought me a beer and took me to the bathroom to smoke...and another one was a big titted blonde, and I think I freaked her out cause I kept telling her she was hot. tehe. :D Also there was a really cute old guy sitting in front of us with his adult sons...and uh..they were cool. Honorable mention. <3
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