So Tired

[shanmonster]

I just found a picture taken on Wednesday night. To the left is some guy named Brandon. I don't know him. The weirdo with the devil horns and red-tipped hair is me. The guy in leather is Kris. We're both drinking terrible beer. I'll never buy Lucky beer again. From the looks of Kris, he might not, either.

Naa.... He'll keep getting it, so long as it's $2.50 a pop.

Kris was my knight in shining leather, doing more than his fair share to keep my drunk "boyfriend" off me. Mr. Loverpants kept trying to rub himself on me the whole night. Eugh.

I spent today working at the costume shop, getting familiar with the cash system and doing sewing repairs. I'm very zonked, because I was up gaming very late last night (with a most traumatic in-game incident), and received scant amounts of sleep.

I might be gaming again tonight. I'm awfully zombified, though. Uh oh....

Comments

[frankie23.livejournal.com]

Lucky, eh? In my hometown (well, where I spent my teen years) it's considered to be the unofficial official beer. They even have t-shirts where they replaced the Lucky in the logo with the town name. Sick stuff, but cheap is cheap, I suppose.

[silverfae.livejournal.com]

By Golly, gal, I think that's the first straight-on pic I've seen of you.
Splendid!
Lovely!
...and oh! those boots.

Okay, I'll go away now before I sound like a stalker.

[miami-pony.livejournal.com]

Geez, hon.. don't these schmucks know you're -married-? Why do they rub on you if you're a married woman.
If ma mayn mann Daveybum dinnit git no iceys on yo hayndz, then howz zey playaz gunn kno that youz heez beetch, aaigh?
Seriously.