it's my birfday! (almost)
I haven't camwhored in a very long time. So now, I present to you, the camwhoring of an old, old woman.
I look like I'm in my twenties? Oh, stop it. Really, I do? Stop. No, don't really stop. Keep telling me how young I look.
Why, yes, my hair is two different colors. You likes, yes?
Staring contest. I win!
I almost smiled, but not quite. I am a vry srs person, I'll have you know. Note the bad habit I have of pursing my lips that's going to make me get collagen sometime in the next decade or so.
And now I am going out to Congress and am going to get v. drunk. Yay! Which means there may be drunken camwhoring for you to see tomorrow.
I look like I'm in my twenties? Oh, stop it. Really, I do? Stop. No, don't really stop. Keep telling me how young I look.
Why, yes, my hair is two different colors. You likes, yes?
Staring contest. I win!
I almost smiled, but not quite. I am a vry srs person, I'll have you know. Note the bad habit I have of pursing my lips that's going to make me get collagen sometime in the next decade or so.
And now I am going out to Congress and am going to get v. drunk. Yay! Which means there may be drunken camwhoring for you to see tomorrow.