I was a victim of pick pocketing on New Years Eve. It was my fault really, I shouldn't have been so drunk, or had a zipper on my purse instead of magnetic handles. I should have been more careful, but still it gives someone no right to take things like that. Anyways, they took my crappy cell phone and debit card. All I had left was lip liner, house keys and some gum.
Well, to make a long tedious story short, they had a good time. Apparently I paid for drinks and bottle service for a whole club!! Too bad I wasn't there to enjoy the festivities, or invited to that matter. They could have at least picked me up a snack wrap when they stopped at McDonald's at 4:53am in the morning.
And as far as my cell phone goes, really? Willow Smith's "whip my hair" as a ring back tone??? Come on guys.... theres waaayyy better music out there than that. And Soulja Boy too.
Welp, here are the remnants I managed to save from my old phone, some self-portraits of me laying on my bed (it was a slow day) If you look really closely you can see I am wearing a Poison T-Shirt I got at their concert circa '07.
