Wow. It’s been a long time since food has made me physically sweat bullets as I’m eating it. Couldn’t stop though; it was a challenge that must be completed. That smug look on the waiters face as the words, “would you like it spicy?” came out. Of course my answer was, “yes.” Who’d I be to turn down some spicy food? Certainly not a Calo! Anyway, never thought it would come down to the point where I’d have to resort to an antacid…am I getting old?
Oh well. My next step? To steal Portugal. Figured I’d start out small and work up to other countries. Think Portugal can fit under and over-sized coat. It’s fun being weird, but I think if anyone actually read my posts they’d think I was strange a fuck all the time. Think my next goal for the year is to find a chick who’s either as weird as me or at least enjoys my idiosyncrasies because they’re not going away with out drugs — and maybe a razor in the case of my being gifted with apeman style body hair.