|How I think I look playing Kings. Photostock|
|How I actually look playing Kings. Dundee Photographics|
Well, this post isn't about drinking, but it was a nice segue into the real topic:
Never have I ever felt so achy that my butt hurt when I farted.
Here is where I take a drink. Because that totally happened today. I don't really care if anyone thinks that's a TMI because I don't really expect anybody to be reading my blog (but I see some of you out there are, so thanks and I'm retroactively sorry you have to experience this with me!)
I woke up feeling so achy I wanted to cry. It's that kind of ache before you actually get sick where it feels like your nerves are carrying out a plot to escape your body from every possible and inconceivable part of it. You could be standing and your heels ache, so you sit down and your butt aches. I don't even feel sick, but my body has decided that was unacceptable behavior for winter.
Go kill yourself, nerves.
Oh wait, no, don't do that. I like the feeling of grass between my toes. Damn!
Anyway, I have added more neat jewelry to my Etsy site, and somebody just bought a necklace. Somebody I don't even know! And I'd like to think it's related to me posting it on my blog, and somebody didn't want me to end up in a crack house. So, with that in mind, support my proactive decision to not need to go to rehab and buy my shit!
|Buy it for when you want to feel royal. Or the queen is coming.|