I am the WORST.

So I woke up on Graham st, with this monstrosity on my neck. And I'm going to a wedding tommorow. And to work. And generally out in public.And that boy that I kind of like? Well he has been away for two weeks and is getting back this weekend. And the person that wrecked my neck is one of his comedy friends. And I'm making a documentary that involves the neck wrecker. I have create one great big messy/awkward situation for myself.

Can I say I'm self sabatoging now?

I really have no idea why I did it. I blame the 75$ bar tab we won at trivia.

Definitely part of my mid 20s crisis.