dry red booger

I'd be a lying sack of shit if I didn't admit that this whole letter format is beginning to get on my nerves.

I swallowed a booger last night that I had dropped into a glass of wine that I had decided to stop drinking.

But then, I drank some more without remembering that I had dropped a booger in it only an hour previously.

I felt it go down my throat and I got a disgusted feeling, but then I said to myself "Fuck it. You know what you need? Tequila!"

The rest is/was history.

August 26, 2001 | 8:28 p.m.

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