30 September 2007

The turtle neck was definately the wrong choice in choosing a fashion wardrobe for the night.

Not only does the weather, not justify such a "heavy" thing, I look like a gay Italian Massage therapist....on acid. Not so much the look I was going for, but it will have to do for the last remaining hours of my shift.

When I went to bed finally this morning, it was ball shrinking cold outside. I should know, cause my balls shrunk. As any Norwegian-hot dish-Viking worshiping Minnesotian will explain to you, "Don't cha know, da weather here in the frozaaan tundra, its' changes at the drop of a hat, ya know. yeah yeah yeah". It was 80's when I woke up and decided to leave the confines of the bungalow. O well... I can sure pull off a gay Italian for a few hours.

Besides, the wierdo family member stated that I look better than I did last week, when I looked like shit, according to him. Surprisingly enough, I always where green scrubs-go figure.

Ah but atlas, tonight should be interesting. IF i don't go into work at 2300, I'll ring Canada, and some other phone calls, and have the night to myself... if it comes to that.....

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