I am not...
one of those people who are uber scary looking in the morning.
I mean, I'm not going to win beauty contests or anything but for the most part I pretty much look normal.
Shaz... is not like that. Shaz wears a lot of make up and does crazy shit to her hair so when she wakes up she's kind of scary looking. Make up is smeared everywhere. Big eye makeup circles and hair all crazy.*
Today, I looked like Shaz.
Before I went out last night I did my make up, my theory was that if I wore a lot of dark eye make up it would help draw attention from the dark bags under my eyes. Not sure if it worked or not but that's neither here nor there.
I was exhausted last night, I think I was more tired than drunk actually and did not remove the make up before I went to bed.
When I went into the bathroom this morning I actually gasped a bit. I looked like I had been in a fight, both eyes were black with bits of purple, my hair was a fright but yet I had on the prettiest shiny HUGE earrings.
Yes. I admit. I did all of this just to have an excuse to show off my earrings. They're pretty!!!!
I lost my fucking lighter!!. I stole it from the airport. (Someone left it on a bench or something probably cause they were going through security.) I had a shit ton of lighters and they all seem to be slowly disappearing. I grabbed this one and I was going to stick it with my bowl that way I can stop smoking with matches but the fucking thing is missing.
I think I might have picked it up and moved it when Little T was sleeping in here and now I just can't remember where the fuck I put it.
Okay, I'm getting distracted.
*I'm not picking on Shaz here... She knows she's "un-composed" in the morning... I'm just using her as an example.
Comments
Now your turn. Be a good sport and show me a picture!
'cos you sound like you could use a bit of that how-to-approach-people-etiquette
Who are you anyway to say anything? Megan is not offended by me. If I owe her an apology, she should tell me herself and I'll heartily do it.
Meanwhile YOU back off.
Both of you back the fuck off.
You're a fucking douche.
I think you owe every woman you meet an apology, especially after reading your nasty fucking post about drunken pity sex with a fat girl and wishing she was easier on the eyes.
Continue this crap some other place.
My blog is a happy one, we're lovers here, not fighters. Fighting is bad (at least in my blog).
Earth Muffins unite! (Yeah... that's the gayest term I've ever heard.)