What The Hell Am I Doing Here...?!?!?

You're probably thinking....what the hell am I doing here? This blog is strange. This blog is using curse words. This blog is giving me the same feeling I got when I dreamt of Ryan Seacrest seducing me.

Do NOT Fret my son. This blog is going to become your dearest comrade soon enough. The two of you will be besties, lovers, two turtledoves upon a branch, like Simba and Nahla (epitome of true love) with Mufasa still alive.

Now, don't get all panicky and forlorn thinking that I'm able to experience these amazingg rockin things all around the world. FALSE. I have traveled, and I love traveling - but my travels usually consisted of sleeping on beaches, chilling with girly boys, and being an over-all jackass at all times. I have ZERO dollhairs ($$) and so I make due with whatever creepy adventures come my way.

An example of said 'creepy adventures' would be the homeless man that told me I 'didn't look good' after a particularly rough st. patrick's day. I mean...come on...rock bottom when a man with NO HOME is telling a sister to avoid showing her face in public. not exactly the blog you were looking for eh? well sayanara bitch (sp?)

Now that my tangent has come to an end, I invite you to stick around. I will be writing about whatever tickles my fancy (weird phrase) and YOU WILL LIKE IT. sorry.
Drunken adventures, clothes, architecture, music festivals, travel, sex, wine, dancing (with and without clothing), general frolicking, raptors, RVs, sandals, and magic. That list escalated quickly...

I promise it will be entertaining. So stick around and observe while I'm rockin el mundo.

love, Master del Mundo

Mundo=world for all you idiots out there.



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