PING PONG PUN? pin pon pung? ARgh argh ARRR...




yea i'm boring...

















we started drinking at 10 am and i was pretty drunk by the time we left the house i polished off a bottle of vodka. the street fair was only two blocks away from my house. frank and joel came down to spend the weekend with us, which gave an excuse do drink like it was my birthday or pride weekend.
my new bloomers
the sweet shoes i found at the bottom of one of the brooklyn boxes. they did me in though... my drunk ass took a tumble 100 feet into the fair. after that i cut myself off and latched on to manny like i was a straight girl. manny on the other hand decided to continue to drink and drink and drink and drink
my night ended cleaning up manny's puke from the shitting room. he really did pass out in the hall. at least i wasn't the one to pop the shitters'' cherry...
I haven't been documenting my life and i miss it. So much has happened in the last 10 months... it's unbelievable. One of the big factors in the "undocumentation" was my missing usb cord to my camera. I haven't been carrying it around. I just now found it and I'm downloading away. SWEET SWEET TROUBLE HAS RETURNED!
the air is getting brisk and i want to make music, while wearing my big white and black voluminous skirt no underwear and a grin.
just as quickly as she disappeared, she magically reappears. sandra gives me happy knots in my tummy. i regurgitated joy when i saw her.
I love my new apartment. I was washing my hands in the bathroom i looked out the window and there was a man jerking off in his bed across the window. I ran out and told Ninny and he got to see the free show as well. You have to wonder how many times you've jerked off in the safety of your home while someone was watching you?