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[engage paranoia!!!]
Now I have to post a picture of me not looking like the bastard son of Michael Jackson and the Big Friendly Giant.
Hm. How about:
I think it's the camera angle, by the way. I mean, it is a lowish ceiling, and I'm a healthy height, but no, I'm not that tall. What you have to understand about that picture is it's one of those ones where the room's in total darkness and there's a colourball running and everything looks relaxed and clubby, and then someone takes a shot with flash, and when the picture comes out, everyone's doing whatever they were doing in the dark, except in the cold light of day it looks... well... totally fucking deranged.
And the shirt is insanely uncomfortable. |
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