so the past couple weeks have been much better than the previous. thank fucking whoever..
richard [aka dj buddah.. haha loser, you're stuck with that name na!] came up from san diego thursday to shop around with his colombian coke dealer/sick flow friend, camillo.. i went back down to sd with them for the night.. watched super bad.. drove back to la friday night for the kicks LA party at mood in hollywood.
richard spun at the store [located on melrose across from workmens] saturday day.. i got hooked up with some beautiful beautifulll vandal highs and some junkie connotation tee that i've always wanted.. later that night, went to this veryyy odd party at some equally odd venue called, memphis. at least they had cute wallpaper.
went to kicks again on sunday so richard could spin for a bit.. drank lindemans at a bar in santa monica last night.. had a wine and a laugh with interior designer/photographer/street pharamacist, david, in eagle rock at 3am.
also, at some point during the weekend, we watched i am legend and juno. i fell in love with juno and her witty shitt. enough talk, though, here are photos..
stolen pose from cornelia in sweden.
ready for my one night in new york city [check out that track by the horrorist.. that used to be one of my favorites back in 2000.. pretty fucked up, i know].
green rainbows all week.
boys are so silly.. where's val when i want her.
just woke up. straight to beatmaking.. haha whatever, more like myspace.
monster mash with richard's "gangsta" bandana.. thefuck.
caught..
mothafuckaaa! haha, our parents read this shitt.
joemski and i at richard's gig at spider [spyder?] club in hollywood.
i still suck my thumb. mostly with ecs.
got given a cute goorin winter hat for christmas. i totally crush the asian hottie that works there.. holyfuckingshitt, shop boys are my weakness! you don't even know.
i had TWO drinks this night.. i don't know whattheFUCK happened. i look like i'm about to rape a bitch or somethin'.
richard attracting customers at kicks LA. suuuper nice store, white and minimalistic.. kinda like an ipod.
chillin' in ya beama. every time i ride in this, it's like i'm in a club. a dj controlling the music and me dancing all fucked up.
kado at the grove. food looks so good but it doesn't taste as good as it looks. it's a shayy-ayy-yame. stick to little tokyo, kiddies.
can't go wrong with miso soup, though. mmm.. especially in the winter.
gary wilson countin' his fives, tens, and twennies.
cheesecake fact #1: i will always alwaysss be tempted to order two appetizers, an entree, and a cheesecake, but i will never neverrr be able to finish it all.
cheesecake fact #2: i will always alwaysss feel sick after overeating at the cheesecake factory, but i will never neverrr stop going there.
richard says this is his playboy pose. i wouldn't know about that but i do know this looks hella gross.
me as a caricature. you know, those funny drawings of people with the oversized heads and miniature bodies? damn i'm out of proportion..
washing the floors. a daily chore.
what i do in my spare time [which could be easily substituted with 'all the time'] at my apartment.
dance alone to muted electro.
everybody looks ugly upsidedown. except, i guess, those that don't.. fuckers.
three more days till i leave for manila. and i still ain't done my fucking laundry.
manila. home sweet fucking home..
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