i'm forcing myself to post.

this is the most amazing lighter ever. they even had a selection of various MJ's to choose from--i'm a purist, so i chose a black MJ. it's extra ridiculous as it's one of those butane rocket lighters, not even a real zippo. Douchey.

RIP, my dancing friend.

no, really, i like it, but i'm trying to start a habit here, and it's hard when you don't feel you have much to say. i guess every entry doesn't have to be shakespeare. so i figured i'd share some pictures i've taken recently on the ol' iphone.

went to LA a couple weeks ago with a friend and stopped here--it was every purple, scarlet and black crushed velvet pentagram goddess crystal lovers emporium. D said she used to go to one of these (apparently it was a chain?) when she was in HS, and was psyched to see one in LA. so we miraculously found parking and stopped by.

i definitely love stores like this, but afterwards we joked that it should have been called "chalices R us". seriously. they even had cannabis-scented incense. who the fark buys that? isn't the whole reason you buy incense in the first place is to cover that smell up? i don't get it. they did have a pink flocked virgin mary statue bank (say that shit 10x fast!) that i desperately wanted. but not for $30. sorry psychic emporium.

i took this in the parking lot of target--i do enjoy the fact that you can get a few symbols on your license plate in addition to alphanumeric here. yes, i'm one of those people who love vanity plates--sue me. my first car (vintage, 3o yrs old!) was given to me by my parents and had a vanity plate on it with sentimental meaning. so i've kept it....for 13 years. until this year, when i had to give it up for the great state of cali-for-nigh-ay. *sigh* yes. i know. ridiculous. but i miss it. anyways. this is cute. if i'm here in a year, i'm going to suck it up and get new plates with my old phrase. HA.

yesterday was going to huntington beach with D.--apparently there was a tsunami warning--i'm a complete ass and was oblivious. whoops. several frantic texts later from a couple loved ones back in the land of corn, i realized why there were police cruisers and firetrucks parked all along the ocean side of PCH. again, whoops. megaphones and everything, telling people crossing the street to turn right back around. crazy. but this restaurant made me laugh out loud, both D. and i took a picture. INSERT SNICKERY MIDDLESCHOOL HUMOR HERE.


parked next to my car at lunch during the week. look at those badass tires. i fricking LOVE whitewall tires--i think they're so classy for some reason. and it's a harley. *romantic girly sigh here*. my mom has one... and always told me that you can "always trust someone with a harley."

and to end this ridiculousness, here is a pic of my new yellow wall, and me in a new shirtl. HUR. i found a reasonably-priced tripod (had to give old one back to dad when i moved--thanks dad!!) and have been going full retard with pictures. tripod plus remote-shutter release=WIN.

happy sunday. yo.