Rancid

Okay these had to be done in a day. My back is still sore. I like one shoe. 

I like the second shoe in the pic. Sadly it doesn't fit the guys wife, who its for. Oh well..its still money in my Rainer Fund. I'd stop to chat but really. I feel like an old sock.  I think I'll go sleep. 
Also, someone get me a cam. Or meet me each week and take good shoe pics. Bye bye. 

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Author: Kirtana K

I paint and make music and blog like a maniac. These days I try to run. But I have chicken legs and lungs the size of two-rupee balloons. I fail. I like pajamas and striped socks and books that read like song and songs that sound like poetry and strangers who read this page. And Maggi when I'm sick or cold or sad or celebrating. They'll find noodles in my veins if ever they cut me open. And potatoes. And maybe a tiny bit of whiskey. I'll be an Unidentified Living Object and they'll put my insides on display. It will be crazy. It will be awesome. It will.

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