i swear i have nipple issues. last night i was forced to borrow my sister's clothes since i came straight from work and decided last minute to join her and sue at khoury's. i ended up wearing this red halter but the material was so thin that you could see the stitching lines of my bra. so sue dares me to go without one. uh.... okay. i was feeling a little self conscious b/c i had never done that before, so i tried taping my nipples down! that didn't work. in fact, it looked gross because you could see the outline of a square patch of hospital tape where a little raisin is supposed to pop out. screw it! how bad could it be.

so i forgot to take into consideration the weather over in long beach. imagine the crisp, cold air. fairly humid. a bit chilly. as i'm walking to the front door i happen to look down at my chest and HELLO! it was resembling that chick from the movie king pin when she returns from the fridge with a couple of drinks. help. sue's laughing her ass off, not b/c it was funny, but b/c she was drunk. so i go inside and we bump into randy, my sister's friend. "hey. my face is up here, you perv."