Did you ever sleep with someone and then wake up asking yourself what happened? At least if alcohol's involved....blame it on alcohol?
WTF! I slept with a tick. The tick was so quiet I didn't even know he was there. No, I didn't mean to write dick instead of tick. This tick was a dick. He was a pain in my side nagging at me all day/night, stalked me in my shower, game killer at the bars in Venice. How did I end up sleeping with a tick? Don't film or hike in Temescal Canyon right now....apparently it's invested with ticks. I didn't even know what a tick looked like until it spent the night, got all needy, and sucked my blood like a vampire. Instead of Hunger Games I was in the Tick Games this week. At first I thought the tick was a thorn when I was pulling it out of my body and when it moved it had spiderlike legs....holy shit....I'm turning into an alien/spiderwoman/WTF is happening. This was really happening....Thank goodness for ER doctors especially Dr. Joe, who subscribed antibiotics so I don't get lime disease. Ticks. Red Flag. At least the tick wasn't as painful as the sea urchin that got stuck in my foot when I was windsurfing in Maui. I had to get the sea urchin lasered out of my foot. Good times:)