This time, i think winter is gone. And it's already like, summer. No transition ! It's making me realize that i'm wearing a chapka for the last time of the year ! And the next time i'll be wearing one, i will be thousands of kilometers away from here. Which is weird.
Buuuuuuh. I'm feeling sick, and nauseuous, and just plain fucked up. How glamourous, heh ? I was told today "we only live a glamorous life to outsiders eh?", and i thought it was a pretty cool sentence. So i'm stealing it for your reading pleasure. Actually, my foot is not going any better, i'm limping again. Crutches. Strapping. I haven't found the time to dye it gold, yet. I'll do it as soon as i get a couple minutes to myself, and it stops raining (so that i won't have to wear shoes of any kind). I also went to get my labret piercing taken out, after about 2 years of wanting it removed ! My wonderful dentist did a great job. He's been taking care of my mouth for about 12 years now, and he rocks. His full back is tattooed. He rides a motorbike. I have to admit i was in love with him as a child ! My lip is all swollen and stuff, so i don't have any pics to show you. But to make out for the loss, i have a cool story :
