GAHHHHHHHHH.
[ahem]
Okay.
Just needed to do that.
First of all, I got a new camera.

Secondly, I quit my motherfucken JOB. So now I don't stink of ketchup three days out of the week. And also means I need to curb my spending and be a poor art student until the beginning of May. All it took was mild carpal tunnel in my left arm, an inflated rotator cup, and Tennis Elbow.

Also ...

... went to a friend's St. Patrick's Day party.
An Irish party thrown by a Jewish man.
... Okay, we'll go with it.
I'm actually sober enough to drive in that picture
A Jack In The Box & Krispie Kremes run later ... we end up at another house ...
... where I hit on a boy WHILE his girlfriend was sitting right there. ... And she was hot too, lol. So had I had a few more drinks ... . Actually, that's a lie. I can barely speak English around men, when I'm around women that I'm attracted to, I'm even more of a blithering idiot. But I suppose that's what alcohol is supposed to remedy, yes? ... The lack of ability to speak, not necessarily the ability to speak clearly.

So. I shall edit when Photobucket stops being a cunt.


... And perhaps when I find another job/zombies attack.