corny's crib

co-co-co-co-co-corn, corneliuuuus

After west coast fun, it was back to NoFla and to gainesville to eat el indio and do some erranding with Bretty. We bought Cornelius, our turtle, a sweet fake walrus head for his tank. We adopted Corny back in the day when we were still a couple. When it was over, Brett kept custody since I was perpetually transient. I miss the little green, angry sucker, even though I know he does not miss me.

That night, I was treated to mango mimosas and tapas.

and to some unsuccessful photoboothing.