Ganja babe my sweet ganja babe I love the way ya love me and the way ya misbehavin'

some may call me traditional for saying this, but sunday is the OFFICIAL day of rest, end of. And no, not in a religious way (not gettin' into this jesus debate, ya'll believe what you want) but in a i-drank-way-too-much-vodka-and-took-too-many-pills-last-night kind of rest. 

Today, as personal advice from me and aoife, you should all take advantage of the upcoming spring weather and blue sky we have decending upon us and go and chill in a feild, take some berries, grab a friend and/or fuck buddy and go getta bit of ganja and just be floating with those clouds. 

back@war

THE THREE TEA-AND-KRYPTONITE-ERS ARE REUNITED ONCE MORE
back from christmases with our families, new years with friends and into the blurred lights of dublin. as i type we are gathered getting ready for a night out. tonights outfits consist of crazy print trousers, suspenders, glitter and bright lipstick. and of course; what's a night with-out jelly shots?
oh
and body shots 'course.
i hope you're all having as good a night whatever you're doing. wrap up warm if you're going out. goose-pimples are not sexy. and if you're lucky enough to live in a southern-hemisphered country, well then whip out the shorts and party on the beach.

t&k's rules of going out
1. neon paint suits any occasion
2. fuck accesorize, GLITTERIZE
3. hobo-chic is the new black
4. down that cheap-ass beer
5. dance dance dance till you're dead

au revoir, raya,bene,aoife