lastest work crush looks like john belushi. short and kinda dumpy/pudgy/unhealthy. is that wrong? to be attracted to someone who looks all greasy and wired?
not my fault though. all the boys in creative are getting ugly haircuts. shaggy becks sporting tight crews that make them look like stockbrokers.
i think it's some really high level avant garde irony thing that i'm not getting. retard chic's distant relative? an advance rejection of the upcoming grunge revival? i don't know. they're way too ahead of me. they get their clothes in japan and spend $900 on a pencil case.
grandma can't keep up.
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
Sunday, February 10, 2008
My old phone, the one I woke up and found submerged in a glass of water by my bedside, had a much better camera. This one's, like 1.3 mega pixels.
I kind of want to go buy a decent camera. But I also don't want to turn into one of those people who runs around documenting everything. The only whiteys I saw had huge telephoto lenses and camera cases.
Afterwards, Olivia and I went to Dumpling House. I'm not into dumplings. Anything smooshy and served in a broth generally has me wary.
These were good though. I had pork something or other and a sesame pancake.
Posted by Erin Bradley at 5:56 PM