I guess half the fun of browsing through my gallery is the dramatic shift in artistic direction?
Cheetos and mosquitoesThere is actually nothing to do with cheetos in this journal apart from this sentence I'm typing right now and I'm sorry guys I just wanted something to rhyme.Cheetos and mosquitoes by Silvercresent11
Let me tell you a completely irrelevant-to-everything tale, my friends.
Last night I fell asleep on my bed without brushing my teeth or washing my face or participating in any other form of HYGIENIC RITUAL and I rarely leave out my hygienic rituals. I'm one of those people who has to shower everyday (usually twice) and cover myself in a million types of lotion, hair creams and burning astringents before going to sleep all fresh and fabulous and smelling like the Garnier Fructis/Soap and Glory/whatever shampoo of choice factory. I must have been pretty tired to neglect this.
Needless to say I woke up the next morning feeling as if I had been rolling in cow manure and pressing my face up against a homeless person's nutsack all night.
So, putting aside the fact that I would really fail at camping in the wilderness and not showering