not only i’m dying because i’m sooo tired i’m also feeling sooo tired… tumay came back… and we did the red dress run in new orleans organized by the hashers… we had our red dresses, and we followed the flour on the ground… i had more than 10 glasses of beer and some little food. my legs feel like they don’t belong to me, my body feels like it has been taken over by the aliens and those fucking aliens have been using me to populate their own kind…

i do want to write more but my mind is not powerful enough to comit….