I’m in a poopy state right now. I felt like total crap all day today. I was supposed to go to an event tonight and cover it for work, but as I was leaving, I felt like sasquatch was trying to come out of my belly button. Ok, fine, my butt. My stomach hurt SO BAD. SO BAD. I’ve been sort of shaky and cringing since then. I think I’ve narrowed it down to yogurt - is that possible? Anyway, it was a blessing in disguise because I’m finally getting to some photos of Factor’s 30th birthday. It feels good to edit.
and the boy is in Vegas right now, so seeing his little face is making me happy and sad at the same time. I really don’t mind that he’s in Vegas, I guess it’s more the company he’s keeping while there. Not one of those boys can be counted on to be the voice of reason. I kind of thought Factor could be that guy, but I think he’ll be distracted by the blinky lights. So, here I stress, worried about his liver and his health and the state of the boys he’s with. I’m just hoping they’ll be safe and not get arrested. I really don’t want to see Factor in “Jail: Las Vegas”. He’d be the idiot running around in his underwear outside Circus Circus.
So i’ll edit some photos.
