Party and Bruiseshit

I think this is the weirdest thing I have ever done, taken a photo of a bruise on my leg and posted it on the Internet. But I have been telling anyone who will listen that I have the gnarliest bruise I have ever had in my life and no idea where it came from. Here is the proof. There is a matching smaller one on my knee. Whatever I hit I hit hard with my whole side. Hayley thoughtfully suggested I photograph it before it turns Yellow. So pumped that I got it just in time for Bikini Season, now I look like a stripper from Hosies.



I vaguely remember being at Supper Inn at 1am, trying to wheel someones Bike around the city and almost dropping it, Hiccuping heaps and showing up at someones house uninvited and asking nicely if they would pay for my cab. Say No To Sundays.com