1. Not calling my mom. Dude. My mom got on facebook, which she pretty much uses only to spy on her 10 friends who are pretty much all family members who reside in the same town as her. DAMN, girl is up to 41 friends! So there I was, on my way home from a 2 Bloody Mary brunch (at lunch time, yo!), minding my own hangover (we'll get to that), when my phone makes a beep like I got a message on facebook. I did. It was from my mom, telling me that a good daughter calls her moms sometimes. AHHH!! That's what text messages used to be for! Also, just call, mom. It would have taken less time than writing a facebook message on your phone! I'm making her wait for my call until tonight on principle.
Sorry mom, I'm busy playing Chippendale's Go Fish for creepy cards with lady's hands on dude's faces.
Here is me being a grown up taking shots at the nudie beach a couple summers ago so you know that I'm good at this shit.
Here is a picture of me from last year. I look like I'm probably wearing pajamas. Why am I not doing daily pajama outfit posts? Right now I'm wearing a large Found magazine shirt with pink plaid pants.
Nice kitty! (I know that ain't no kitty, ok?)