daven

I've been wicked sickly for the past week. Luckily my apartment comes fully equipped with a very attentive BaneDoe.

For the past three days I've been lounging around in my boxers, watching Angel on dvd, eating all the food in the house and complaining about my declining health. This is what death looks like:



I'm finally feeling good enough to get my ass off of the couch. Evidence:


In other news, the extremely lovable BaneDoe presented me with a Diana+. I'm all swoony over it. I can't wait to take pictures of squirrels and old people with it. I primarily use my Holga to take pictures of garbage cans. Why? Because I feel like it.

I am also the proud owner of an Ipod boombox purse. I'm planning on bumping ganster rap in a museum near you. Wicked.

I got to hang out with some SGs last weekend that I had not seen in a couple of forevers. I loved it. I didn't get to actually meet Luci, but I did see her for half a second. Yowza. If she wasn't already on my faves I would have had to knock a bitch off to make room.

I love my life, even when it is filled with mucus and plague-like symptoms.

Tell me something good.