| Tuesday, January 5, 2010, 7:06:06 PM |
There is something uniquely beautiful about the leftover debris after a good party. I stumbled down to my basement the next day to find the following things in a pile: -A pile of glow-in-the-dark slime covered trash -a gutted dildo -a chrome bust of Tutankhamen wearing glowy paint make-up -a pack of good friends laying in various contorted poses on the floor, some who managed to get blankets before crashing, one who covered himself smartly with a piece of chrome painted plastic. I stared and smiled feeling the way I imagine a parent feels while watching their child sleeping happily amongst a bunch of newly opened toys on Christmas Day. |
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