so I decided to run by zia after work today to pick up a record. as I walked through the door I was greeted by none other than my best fucking friend. haven't seen this guy in a few months with all the nonsense that's been goin on. so we shot the shit for a while.

( this space was previously occupied by an in depth exposition of said "nonsense". deleted due to a high content of lackluster subject matter containing themes that involve failed relationships with selfish and manipulative individuals that nobody wants read any ways.)

enjoy pictures of some of my favorite things

I need to get myself a camera.... soon

I'm gonna get my hair cut tomorrow, at my favorite barbershop, hi-rollers. my barber looks like Jamie hyneman. he combs me up real slick like