Where have all the good times gone?

When does having fun turn into unsafe situations and utter out-of-my-headedness? At Lit, after the open bar is done downstairs, and shots from plastic cups start up, apparently. That is the exact moment I start to resemble my freshman year roommate who would pay for Steel Reserve 40s with quarters she stole from a friend and take shots of Georgi vodka until she could barely open her eyes..and then would take some more and make out with someone. Why is it as I get older I don't turn into my mother, I turn into my schizophrenic and alcoholic freshman year roommate??? Yikes. New York's LES isn't quite the most amazing area to turn into the drunk werewolf, eith. Luckily a young heavily tattooed guy found me slightly amusing, and steered me clear of the gutter. Ah, makin' friends the same way Kristen used to! Moving on.

I got a shirt with a cute little anime bunny on it, holding a gun. It's really cute. So in the same vein, I found this website just fucking around the internet.

Silly Pink Bunnies.com

PLEASE the bunny situation is out of control in this guys work. SO goddamn weird..he's a genius. I'm going to look at every gorgeous illustration and try and not think about my stupid crazy ass.