The full body pictures he took of me were hideous. I'm not sure if it was his picture taking abilities or the fact that I was in them but they were bad bad bad. I'll have to get a photobooth pic of my shoes though. You'll probably hate them.
I like funky retro! I just dislike ugly, unfunky retro.
I totally check out everyone's shoes now. I judge people by their shoes. I'm so bad.
And speaking of being totally gay, CBD gave me my first boy date tonight. It sucked. I don't know how anyone can be that... almost-interesting, and still so incredibly boring. I knew it wasn't going to be good when he told me he didn't drink and didn't like coffee either. (Your only real location options setting up a date are bars or coffee shops.)
I like those! I can't really tell if they go with the outfit, but I like them. Does the stitching really change color though, or is that just the pic? I gotta give them -1 if the stitching is yellow all the way around.
Saturday I went to Bar Sinister (our big ol' cheesy goth club, of course). Jill Tracy and Paul Mercer performed. It made me think of you. I was going to text you to tell you that, then I remembered that I couldn't. (Yeah, give me a break, I was already a couple of drinks in at that point.)
So... I'm taking the opportunity to tell you now instead.
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Also, is Tomas drinking from a flask?
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I know, I know... I'm never happy.
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Are they ugly?
(Like you're going to say "yes." You wouldn't wear them if you thought they were ugly. Or maybe you would, for some reason. I hope not.)
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I totally check out everyone's shoes now. I judge people by their shoes. I'm so bad.
And speaking of being totally gay, CBD gave me my first boy date tonight. It sucked. I don't know how anyone can be that... almost-interesting, and still so incredibly boring. I knew it wasn't going to be good when he told me he didn't drink and didn't like coffee either. (Your only real location options setting up a date are bars or coffee shops.)
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Saturday I went to Bar Sinister (our big ol' cheesy goth club, of course). Jill Tracy and Paul Mercer performed. It made me think of you. I was going to text you to tell you that, then I remembered that I couldn't. (Yeah, give me a break, I was already a couple of drinks in at that point.)
So... I'm taking the opportunity to tell you now instead.