Proper Fuckin' Geezer

I am wearing a very short, very blue dress. I was gonna wear the black jean miniskirt but then Isabelle shoved this in my face and demanded, 'Wear this!'. I complied. I've got clothes and make up and 'No Reservations' on and now I just need to fuck with my hair a bit before we head to Rehab. I just really hope this dress doesn't ride up if I start dancing tonight, it wouldn't be the biggest tragedy as I'm wearing black tights, but nonetheless I don't want the WHOLE WORLD (the people in the bar) to see my black ass. Guuhhhh I need to learn how to do my hair, reeally annoying that I can't. Oh so last night we went to this dumb place called 'The Orphanage', it's like a co-op living community in a church that puts on art shows and the like. Their living room has a stage and lots of trees with Christmas lights wrapped around them, overall a very cozy feel but with really annoying people in it. They don't allow you to drink beer unless it's in a cup which got old very quickly and they let this really shitty beat poet set to music play for a full hour. So I came home and learned about Tauntauns, thank you Andrew. And uhhh yeah somehow the entire household managed to sleep till around 4pm. I lower my head in shame. Anyhoo here's some pictures from last night. Oh and I a dream Liz was pregnant and gave birth to a girl, we were all very, very excited. Then someone asked me about how to pay taxes and ran away down a slide.