Don't Be Ashamed Or Disgusted With Yourselves

laura dear, I am impressed by your instinct to blog while drunk. My instinct is usually to collapse face down unceremoniously.
Last night I biked with no hands down the galloping goose at dusk. I swallowed about 8 small insects but the euphoria made up for all that. I didn't take this picture but this is what it looked like. Please manually insert a couple in a turquoise rowboat and a little more sunshine.

So. Drunk.

Life will hate me tomorrow. I wandered around in the woods with a guy who stole his boss's cowboy hat, and I scored a pair of sweet sunglasses and a hat. Argh. Where is my maturity?