A couple of weeks ago, I lost my passport. Apparently when you're drinking heavily you shouldn't bring it with you. Who knew? Well, 8am the morning of St. Patrick's Day I got a phone call from a very nice man in the passport office in K-town who had inherited the responsibility of finding me and letting me know someone had turned in my passport.
Moral of the story? While I may not be the sharpest spoon in the drawer, luck has my back.
Thinking of trying to do another set soon, but the details are... well, nonexistent. Meh.
<3 Revelry
Oh, and I chopped all my hair off. :-D
Moral of the story? While I may not be the sharpest spoon in the drawer, luck has my back.
Thinking of trying to do another set soon, but the details are... well, nonexistent. Meh.
<3 Revelry
Oh, and I chopped all my hair off. :-D