Strangetown Random

That's certainly the last time I'm having sex while standing on my head after drinking three hypervodkas and maybe snorting some Martian drugs I picked up...

A forest, though, is not where I was hoping to end up. Got my best shirt muddy.

I feel as though perhaps there should be some sort of white rabbit here. Maybe then things might make more sense...though I would still wonder how life came to mimic fiction. Besides, I'm the one with the pocket watch. And my name is most certainly not Alice. And unfortunately I don't have any silver shoes with which to get home. But I am mixing my metaphors at this point.