Pictures are in from Friday Night Debauchery…and must say, no one can molest a bowling pin quite like yours truly. Hmm. Indeed. Am also wondering just how many photos exist out there with this gal kissing another gal just for kicks. Am v. fond of boys. Really.
Spent yesterday in sunny downtown area, wandering about with roommate. Came away a few pounds heavier (thank you, Mr. Ice Cream Vendor) and with new foot jewelry. Was a v. nice day, though still did not get any sun. Am feeling v. pasty and could really use some sort of UV light. Perhaps will take a trip to Please Give Me Cancer center at lunch.
Freckle me, baby.
yay photos! let’s see ‘em! =)
there are many great pictures out there of gals doing things to other gals just for fun. i have an excellent finger sucking one from the last wedding i was at. but bowling pin molestation? you can’t even find that kind of stuff on the internet. i hope you at least cleaned it off with the rental shoe deoderizer.
“every missed kiss makes a freckle”
Some of us are born with freckles (and strangely proud of it), sun exposure or missed kisses aside.
I’m thinking that this year, pale is the new tan. Skin cancer’s not all it’s cracked up to be!
I got some pictures of me taken this weekend..Jesus! When did I become Orca’s body double??
this white girl’s legs are so white i am able to deflect all incoming light, causing possible harm by blindness.
your site rocks ass! just found it and love it so much – just one question is J completely out of the picture …. if so I admire your willpower.
drunk party pix are always a hoot while being taken but then when they resurface at a later date and the evidence is right there in color – not always so good.
and you know you need a tan when you glow in the dark …. and that is exactly what I do at this point in time.
So excuse me for being a few days behind but on Friday night you made out with both Gal and Cute Argentinian Stranger. Nice work. One question. Is this some cunning trap for IRB, designed to make sure he’ll wonder what he’s missing? Or are you just getting lucky?
Ben, hey, *whap* it wasn’t Fish got lucky, but Cute Argentinian Stranger, and Gal. Now i’m gonna beat myself up about Gal … i asked first . Okay so i almost certainly didn’t ask first (sulks), this is NYC, what’s your point?
You’re quite right Erin. Based on anecdotal evidence, I’m sure luck had nothing to do with it on the Fish’s part, and that it was all down to a heady mix of dazzling wit, captivating intelligence, and come to bed eyes.
I apologise for implying that our dear Fish needed to rely on something as random as good fortune in order to get her man. Or woman, for that matter.
Unfortunately anecdotal is all I’ve got to go on, as it isn’t NYC for me, it’s London. More’s the pity…