humble

Well, I woke up in a puddle of my own shame this morning. I really don't want to get into the messiness that was me putting the Bad in Badlands last night.

Since I don't want to go into last night's shame, I thought I would post something comparably humiliating. Here's a picture of me in a thematic Neptune costume. I think this was a for a first day of spring/solstice masquerade party given by a group of artists friends. Judging by the room, I had just moved home from college, making this around 1993—for heaven's sakes there are stacks of floppy disks on the stereo.

Just take a moment for the figure—I can't believe I thought I was so horribly fat then—and the hair. Where did that all go?