I snapped a few photos at last week’s Great American Pumpkin Carve and am building the birthday photo album later today.

Sans tiara, fuck-me boots and red magic marker. Sadly, 50 Cent did not make an appearance. Instead I got my period, a rejection letter for that job I interviewed for and someone (accidentally) spilled sweetened tea* in my lap. On my new birthday jeans. There was, however, beer and tequila and I think I hummed some Lil Kim in my head so, I guess I’m only sort of not that kind of girl. Pictures in a bit.
ADDENDUM: Birthday photos are finally up, as is another gallery of pictures I took Halloween afternoon.

*A pre-emptive note to the VCB: Get your own blog fuckwit.