I'm ready for some travel adventures. If you have a couch for me to crash on and are down for some company and good times, let me know.

Heart is still broken, but partially mended by the fact that I got to go to Asheville, NC for an outrageous shopping spree yesterday. Retail therapy works wonders.

I thought I was doing better last night. I woke up this morning, and I swear it feels even worse. I tried getting stoned and playing drums, which always cheers me up--no dice. I fucking cried over a pair of googly eyes I found in my purse. I'm pathetic.

I have never been truly heartbroken until today. This has always been one of my favorite songs, but today I listened to it, and the words combined with the fact that I saw it performed live not long ago with the person who broke my heart is absolutely destroying me.

It's my brithday! I'll chronicle the insanity that was this week in a better blog, but I'm busy having fun!

Columbus, you are far and away my favorite city in the U.S. I had a spectacular time this weekend, and I'll be back tomorrow to have even more fun.

Day drinking while my boyfriend napped before the R. Kelly show.

Yep, I got the shirt to prove I saw the outrageous and amazing spectacle that was the afore-mentioned show.

Got this little guy started last night. My friend Brad is brand new to tattooing, and I volunteered some thigh space. Unfortunately, I started to swell really bad and the pain was unbearable. This is the first tattoo I've ever had to stop halfway through. I feel like such a wuss

New bed=gratuitous selfies.

Trashin' it up for work.