Saturday, January 29, 2011

If you're a friend of mine on the FB you can see some very unfortunate old pictures of me in my FORMER friend April's albums. Anyway, April went to high school and is an old friend of Barton Carrol's. Back in the 90's when we were all that and a bag of chips, I was constantly amused by Barton stories. Turns out, Barton's a damn fine musician and I was too wrapped up in flannel and combat boots to give it a chance. This is me making amends with my 20 year old self... hey snarky, foul-mouthed, huge-boobed pagan chick. It ain't all that bad. How 'bout drinking less and working more and trying not to be a complete holier than thou witch with a capital B.

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