Life as seen through the eyes of a displaced cheesehead formerly living in San Francisco now taking on the Pacific Northwest! Put a bird on it!

Friday, May 16, 2008

Last night....

I drank chilled Patron tequila. And lots of it. Now it's coming out of my pores and I smell funny not to mention look like a truck ran me over. Which could have happened as far as I know. Between gays getting to marry and celebrating transitions and changes, it was a crazy night out. I am going to go home and lay down.

1 Comments:

Blogger j. ethan duran said...

rest you should...

11:10 AM

 

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