So what’s The Juice Box Journals all about? To tell you the truth, I’m not sure yet. I know that I have an awesome, sometimes borderline insane group of friends. We wind up in some pretty fucked up situations, and booze is usually involved. In particular, we have a love of wine – we’ll start off with a bottle of something halfway decent, but then descend into a “juice box”…. aka boxed wine.
…. and then the fucked up things will happen. Yeah, it’s usually our own fault, but sometimes it’s just the universe screwing with us. We’ve had complete strangers give us their birthday cake, accidentally become part of a parade, had one friend shart himself in public… and that’s some of the tame stuff. Oh, and we’ve laughed. We’ve laughed so hard we’ve had tears rolling down our face. Laughed until we couldn’t breathe. So from here on out I’m going to endeavor to share some of these moments and more.
There won’t be anything profound, usually. Just stories of my fucked up friends, doing fucked up things, and laughing the whole time.