This shit’s for the birds man. The tale-tell signs of the itchy lip means the blister is a coming. Nothing builds your self-esteem more than unemployment and mouth herpes. Or “fever blister”, or whatever.
I got a much needed haircut today. GOOD GOD do I feel human again. It was a bit embarrassing being seen out in public with the weave I had on my head and I grew tired of telling people that it was for our Halloween costume. It was folks. I didn’t make that up! I had to be a young, hot Luke Skywalker. At least I was hot. But the 70’s hair just about killed me. I was really pleased with the clipping I got today. Granted it wasn’t from the BFF, Jimmy, but it was the best I could do in a lurch. The woman who cut my hair, coincidentally, is the mother of one of Adrian’s classmates. It’s a small, small world.
MAINE IS OFF THE TABLE
A sad, sad day for marriage “equality” in Maine. I love that the folks defend “traditional marriage” don’t seem to mind the mockery celebritauntes like Britney and Pamela make out of the institution of marriage. I suppose, as long as your straight, marriage to multiple folks (as long as it’s one at a time) is a’ight and in the vein of “traditionalism”. Whatever. Fuck you, the majority, who would vote on the rights of the minority.