greyGoose+perrier

irony

my computer at work has a name.

interestingly i checked in this book at the library the day before i started work today.

nothing like having lunch with the homies.

"Quarantine. Q-u-a-r-a-n-t-i-n-e. Quarantine."

i checked in this book at the library a while back.

i don't know how to read japanese, but gather around kiddies and uncle mike will tell you a story about what seems to be about being clean.

don't eat while you're taking a shit. because for some reason your friends will be very crossed when they find out about your eating habits/bowl movements.

heed these warnings from your uncle mike or you'll start to feel sick with the possibility of, but not limited to, mud butt.
at that point even your friends, who were crossed at first, will start to feel sorry for you.

then for some reason they'll be waiting for you outside with a feast ready with the chef holding a bar of soap.

maybe they're your friends and they want to throw a party for you.

or maybe, just maybe, they are really assholes who are rubbing it in your face that you had painful diarrhea and know that you won't be eating anything anytime soon, so they throw a huge fancy party because you can't eat any of it.

the end.

moral of the story? it's not, "don't eat while taking a shit." do it up. do whatever feels comfortable for you. be yourself.

the true moral is to find some better friends, possibly some whom share the same eating habits as you.

don't you just love japanese children books?

mmmmm... the fresh smell of vinyl

d.i.y.

nakie

accessorized out.

v.s.o.p.

we're gonna miss you "very special old pal"

"Run home Charlie! And don't stop until you get there!"

Mr. Salt: Wonka. Butterscotch? Buttergin? You running something on the side here?"
Willy Wonka: Candy is dandy, but liquor is quicker.

what's not cool:
being an emotional drunk.

what's nice:
being buzzed; being numb to anything and everything in life.

what does not taste good:
vodka grape juice.

what's not cool:
gin and tonic with flat tonic.

With only two,
Just me and you,
Not so many things we got to do
or places we got to be
We'll Sit beneath the mango tree

-Jack Johnson

meat+skin=dumplings

i'm sorry if you're expecting pictures of dumplings, because there aren't any.
it really was dumpling night though.

john got his first signed bottle - 99 bananas

jev got his first krew bottle - Goldschlager

thank you claire and kel for last night.
(pics on the blog sourced from kel-log)

french connection

hennessy+courvoisier... smooth

jev and claire slow dancing @ hop louie's
(we waited forever for claire's song to play on the jukebox)

-> singing between jev and me in his car
-> garden cafe buzzed
= good night

wicked

v.s.o.p.

thank you.

BFFs?

kel's friend adrian (damn good photographer) took this photo. he entitled it "BFFs"

will we still be BBFs 10 years down the road?
what matters is now.