boots and booting

1. still in drunken stinky stupor, bought pair of mid-calf, suede and leather high heeled bright blue boots. whoops. shouldn't be too hard to reconcile these with current wardrobe of thatched-poo tatters.


2. threw up on Houston. Into a trashcan, really. Hung over, etc., passed a deli that was blowing bacon exhaust out on to the street. it was like a pig's butthole was a mouth going "HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA" directly in my face, hotly, and I literally lost it.


ooh oooooh it feels so goood to let one rip in Julia's face mmmyeah