Um, this really happened last night. I was stone cold, sober when it did. It might have hurt less if I'd had a drink first. I was trying to climb over and I usually wear boot cut not flares. What an ass. I got impaled and did a pirouette trying not to trash my precious cam, Candy Canon. Coach , Canon and my postmodern hippy fashion heading for the ground. Christ! It was hard to relax into that.
After dinner and a couple of cocktails my sister convinced me to re- enact it. Paparazzi stylee.
oh shit . I'm gonna listen to the Mary Jane Girls and relax ...ouch.
Massy man, got a response for me today?Oh, yeah Adina. Wonder what she's doin now?