vomit findings

this sketch fell out of one of my drawers. i made it the summer i was 19 or 20 while working as a receptionist.

vomiting tomato.

3:10 to plus size

last nite max and i saw 3:10 to yuma at union square. i was starved for dinner so i paid $14 for a hot dog and nachos and ate all plus two packs of relish. i may have eaten a cupcake when i got home but i'm not positive. nothing under 150000000000 grams of fat registers anymore.

the movie was excellent. christian bale had a wooden leg. i'm a little hazy on the first fifteen minutes of the movie because i was fantasizing about christian bale and his wooden leg. i was questioning myself about if it made me want to do him even more. he looked like he probably hadnt had a really insane lay in a while.

this is what i looked at for eleven hours at work today.