This is going to be the summer where, according to my friends, we take pictures everytime we go out "so it looks like we actually have friends and aren't losers." This is an actual quote. We actually live quite close to, if not on the boarder of loser-ville. I cannot express this enough.
So, obviously since photos were going to be taken, I have subconsciously decided to start the summer off on the right foot by going crazy and ruining photos by unleashing my insanity and loser-ville antics for the world to see.
Be a witness my insanity and genuine loserness:
I have the look of a crazed person. Notice the devil staring at you through my laser beam eyes and my subtle, but ever present, arthritic rock on. Not to mention the fact that I am in fact, eating a hot dog on 5th Avenue at 3:30 in the morning.
My current self is totally judging my last night self...psht, loser-ville central. Although, I definitely did some judging of my own last night, as witnessed here:
Em is always a good help at judging me as well--keeps me grounded, you know. This judgement is most definitely at antics relating, but not limited to insanity.
Or, let's be honest, at the bachelorette party-goers drinking out of penis straws at The Standard.
Really, bachelorette party girls? Penis straws?
Judgements galore.
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