Hung Over.
Last night, I ended up in a Taxi I didn’t pay for at about 3am. Talking to the driver about Israeli martial arts. Also - I just looked in the mirror. Bad times
Triumviri Nocturni.
This is a tumblelog, kinda like a blog but with short-form, mixed-media posts with stuff I like. Scroll down a bit to start reading, or a bit more to read more about me.
