One day I’ll have a better beard. #gpoyw
Gpoyw light straight in the face and for a TMI Tuesday I can say that I sign my anonymous messages here because I’m stupid in a roadkill kind of way.
gpoyw early edition.
GPOYW, not on drugs even though it looks like it.
GPOYW. This was from Friday. I was horribly hungover but only only that day — despite being more drunk later on. Stopping people from using stairs is my thing when on a hangover.
(Photo by Helena)
Source: flickr.com
GPOYW — except this was taken on Saturday. This was when I burnt my Henry Rollins. (The neck! Henry Rollins is not a penis!)
GPOYW. Tried to do another self-portrait. It’s hard.
A real gpoyw, and not a half-assed one like yesterday.
GPOYW. It’s unintentionally out of focus as I had forgotten to put the lens in auto mode. This is however appropriate just as the clenched jaw and the bad posture. Today, it’s not the best of days. It’s not the worst either but it’s getting there, one slinky step down the stairs at a time.
Hello-oh Wednesday. This is how I look with my brain deep-fired.
GPOYW as a Muppet.
Earlier today.
GPOYW.
GPOYW — early morning with far too little sleep.
