Don't do drugs, kids. Specifically, don't do drugs that go up your nose. Forget the loss of brain cells, financial ruin and general ruination of your life, forget the strain on your loved ones, forget the possibility of overdose--the serious lasting effect of putting scheisse up your nose is the constant congestion. CONSTANT. Like imagine having a cold for the rest of your life.
AND THEN when you actually do get a cold, it feels like there's a raging forest fire in your sinuses. And nothing helps. Humidifier, Lemsip, Sudafed, Nyquil, Vicks--just throw them away because they're not going to bring you any comfort. Except the Sudafed, because if you take enough of it, you'll be so loopy you won't care that your sinuses are on fire.
(I have a cold, if you haven't guessed that already.)
I got a random text the other day from a guy I haven't spoken to in many many months. There was a time we were almost sort of maybe dating, but 'twas extremely brief and we haven't spoken since.
Then he sends me a text Saturday night asking if I was in his town, because he claims saw someone who kind of looked like me and had the same car that I do.
I said no, I was in Maine. So he asked what the heck was I doing all the way up in Maine. I said we were generally eating, drinking, and being merry. He asked what sorts of merriment we were up to. I mentioned lots of lobster, and trying to get into the Shipyard Brewery for a tour, but then complained that all the tours were full up already.
The boy then suggested I use my womanly wiles to get us into the tour. Because I'm beautiful and have a fantastic body.
I feel like this was a drunken bootycall. (Or bootytext, I guess...) Bootycalls make me feel cheap, so this kind of pisses me off, especially because he and I were never intimate in any shape or form, so there's no reason for him to think I would come running because he complimented my shapely physique.
Am I overthinking this? Idk. My brain's fuzzy.
Maine was awesome btw. I took one photograph.
|view of the wharf outside a shop window|
There are tons of them. I want them all.