junkllama

i'm trying to work out what happened last night

some creepy clowns

some italian salad dressing? Oh I'M SORRY, "Miracle Tonic"..

ProphetNoise trying to walk me home.. with debatable success (see next statement)...

waking up at Kayna's house. with all my clothes on, mind you. (damn. good try though.)

Kayna apperantly having just been violently knocked off her bike by some crackhead asshat trying to steal it..

wtf. this kinda thing was supposed to stop when i stopped drinking hard liquor.