So Rich decided to discuss the topic of man bags with me last week. As far as I know a man bag is a purse... for a man! They even have their own website! go there and give it a go.


MAN BAG?!?!

Dont they look so happy?

Anyways, today I had a "pre-cancerous" mole removed from my upper back. And all I can say is there's nothing quite like the sound of your own flesh being torn without you feeling anything. My head was on its side and he was cutting only a few inches from my ear and I could hear this AWEFUL noise that can be best described as sand paper being very slowly dragged along something sqwishy. UGH! it was horrible. It made my mom almost throw up when I described it to her. :) Of course I couldn't care so I almost fell asleep in the O.R. good fun.

I was playing 20 questions the other day and for some reason it can't guess pillow. But it also cant guess Tamra, or Tamra's friends, or Tamra's boyfriend. Appearently I'm a siberean tiger, which I though was cool. Those things are either dumb fucks or THE shit I'll tell you that.

Have a good week!