Fuck school and the whole mbta system.

Miss smash and myself are now both burn victims. we couldn't even do that by ourselves. let the recovery begin. pictures soon to follow.

Terrible Weekend

Ashley: Friday night started off awesome. Riley, Oliver, and myself decided to go out to Saquish and have a fire. Sounds great. Right? Wrong! Riley decided to walk over the fire and then to one up herself and sit in the fire. Second/Third degree burns all over herself. Saturday was actually great, besides being in the hospital getting Riley's dead skin cut off and flushed out. Ew. Sunday, after a very late night, on my way back from driving Shelly home, my brother's car decided to hate me. Long story short, I killed a telephone pole. They made me wear a neck brace and strapped my to a stiff board. Sucked. Luckily no broken anything. Just a very very tense body. Riley and I walk around like 80 year old women. AWESOME!

my legs look like bologna. needless to say i have to re-think the term "wreck-less" life. looks like my fire jumping days are over.

Cult coffe and waiting foe the coordinates