With age comes wisdom. Wisdom = jeans.

Went to the Buford Highway farmers market today to buy the makings of hot sauces.  I saw many things, including 4 American girls, probably about 15 years old, in full harijuku/gothlolita outfits.  They had obviously spent a long time getting dressed up to go buy Pocky. 

With age comes wisdom.  Wisdom tells me no one gives a fuck what you look like at the Farmers Market. :)

hotsauce!

I'm making hotsauces tonight.  I've been wearing gloves for the most part, but some of the burn has hit my hands.  I just washed them in Everclear, which helped a bit...

Dammit, now I have to pee.