05.16.06 :: 10:17 am

first batch of invitations sent out yesterday.
i can't wait to have them all returned to me for insufficient postage (a very real fear).

so i'm on the treadmill yesterday, right? and this dude gets on the one next to me and immediately i smell... funk.

Not B.O.
Straight up, homeless funk.

And I'm running and I'm running and I'm running and I CAN'T GET AWAY.

It was the most torturous twenty-six minutes of my life.

So yeah. Fuck you, Body Funk Guy. FUck you and all that you stand for!

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