two for eight?

japan; oh how she loves her gratuitous holidays.

today happens to be her fav.

behold white day, an occasion which falls exactly thirty days after valentines day.
boys give to girls.

hope all the girls are getting a lil something today.

godiva or otherwise.

master of the universe?

ridley scott X prada

http://www.pradaparfums.com/woman/

i likes.

to the rescue, here i am

why i love this city for one hundred alex?

violently happy

i would be willing
to throw all of my furniture into the east river...
save this computer...
if this chick
would do this
to my home.

arcade fire starter

this time last year
izu, japan

grande couvee

not unlike the snow days you used to pray for in grammar school

youre invited

shutter to think
that after this weekend
i will be in on all of the jokes!

plan is to watch borat.
for the very first time.
STOKED

american idol

THURS: still recovering from big mag party mojitos. beaver street and hanover sq is the new prague for sure.

FRI:nearly take the day cause im really disturbed over annanicole.
she was sorta really important to me.
i was named after her.

but i work, and its fine, and then i come home!! and my book has arrived!!

this book right here...

so i am elatedddddd.
i read this book while i watch the ANS coverage.
american idols abound.

this book will change your life.
there is one pic of a young jacqueline bisset, and two of jack nicholson that will KNOCK YOUR SOCKS OFF PEOPLE. also, christopher walken, in 1979, is something spectacular. i DEMANNNND that you buy this book. i myself, am saving up for the prints.

this weekend, so far, is magnificent. and it is only friday night!

frigid bitches

it is always nice to get the hell out of the city and breathe.
we like listening to the velvet underground or chronic 2001 when we do so. whichever is fine.

i was feeling particularly hungover after shutting down frankies spuntino saturday night. i didnt feel like driving even though it was my car and my idea. shotgun is so much more fun.

infobabble, which ends 9 march, is closed on the weekend (fuck) but i got to see the exhibit anyway cause the gallery is glass (yesssss).
mike mills has always been one of my all time faves and KAWS is one of my newschool crushes. second only to ryan mcginness. sigh.

the richard prince was sort of disappointing. except for the prints on prints on prince thing. that was funny.
i was loving the morris louis and the charles sheeler. last night i dreamt about power lines and smokestacks.

at the sculpture garden, it must have been negative fifty.
i wore moccasins and drank iced black coffee.
the others yelled at me for being reckless and irresponsible. i had left my hat and gloves in the car.

i had not been that cold since st vitus cathedral, prague, christmas 2003.
christmas 2002 was at the great wall of china. loving the cold.

after fifteen minutes at the sculpture park we got back in the car and drove home.

forgive me for choosing the coldest day of the calendar year for a roadtrip.

kakkou ii

daisuki

if i only had a brain

slash
if only the nurse from my pediatricians office had this thing.
(see previous entry where i bitch about poor medical technicians)
behold the luminetx veinviewer



alora