ooh lala

thats, right, everybody loves leslie.

laura broke my favorite glass this morning, probably because i loaded the dishwasher hastily - but, seriously, this was a fucking beautiful drinking glass. covered in gilded tattoo-flash roses. it was from the 1950's. i mean, a fucking tattoo flash glass. gone forever.

it's nice when people aren't hating me.

wow i can't even function right now. dear lord.


update: (laura can back me up on this) the place on my cheek where that fucker hit me a week ago is now green. didn't even know i had a bruise, but now it's green. i am the very biggest badass.