I can't decide if I'm annoying you, myself or no one by posting every day. Especially if I don't have much to say as well as being afraid/paranoid my words will be used against me a court of law. No lie on the last part.
This cup is a "Where's Waldo?" as to where we ate dinner. I know, I KNOW! It's not healthy but lately, healthy is not where it's at.
Day Seven: button
Tell me you aren't surprised I own these from the 80's. Genuine old shit! Whoo Hoo! My button phase lasted all of two minutes while standing in the crowded, neon-infested, check-out line at Spencer's Gifts. I realized I was really way too conservative and should accept the fact I wasn't cut out for the groupie lifestyle. at 14.