What a night me and Tara had last night. We got pretty fucking hammered and had a blast! It felt so good to get so much booze into my system. That's what I call a night of medical treatment, hehe! Anyways, I woke up pretty late, yet Tara was still sleeping. I had some leftover garlic noodles for lunch, I cleaned the litter box, and then I took a bath. Now I'm just pondering on the thought of style and appearance. I don't know if I want my old style and appearance back, and I kinda miss having my Tattoo. I'm thinking that maybe me and Tara should go and see the stylist again. She's outside putting the trash into the bin right now, but I think I'm gonna talk to her about it.
