Bitches:
I will be gone for a while. OMG at will, text friends, update Facebook accordingly.
But don’t cry for me. I will return. I have no doubt that this legendary hangover will result in me sullying a pristine canyon full of pictographs, petroglyphs, and Anasazi/Ute/Navajo ruins with my own foul hangover vomit about a mile into this backpacking trip. Why?
Going away party. I am sad. : (
That is my face. It frowns. Bitches! Bring me my sympathy!
Anyway. This concludes this ramble. I may return with pictures. I may return with scurvy. I may come back picking at the ribs of my camping compadre. Depends on how much shit she talks.
So, drink for me, Bitches. Drink for me.
When I come back, I’ll tell the story of the tamales, the Modelo, the ex-husband, and the axe. Maybe.
i happen to be near a pool bar with an enormous selection of tequila. i shall have one for casey. be well. puke efficiently. shit in holes…
Comment by daisyfae — June 20, 2009 @ 4:24 pm |
eat an orange – keeps the scurvy away.
Comment by clairemontgomerymd — June 20, 2009 @ 8:15 pm |
DaisyFae: Thank god for all the rain. Made the juniper into a much more pleasant toilet paper. Claire: I’m shortening all that to Claire. Let me know if you find that offensive. I also find that eating a vegetarian is a suitable way to stave off scurvy.
Comment by Casey — June 22, 2009 @ 10:54 am |