its been awhile
I made some poopyshit banana pudding for my Valentine's Day picnic with my boyfriend tomorrow. I doubt I'll bring it cos it tastes like poopyshit and is lumpy. He's on Nutrisystem and can't eat shit made of heavy cream no mo.
Anyway, as you may or may not know, I went to Buenos Aires for xmas with my parents. Family bonding time was good, my parents and I finally get along. And I'm no longer afraid of death! Really and truly. And I also drove my car alone in LA today. To the market. Which is about 5 minutes away. Baby steps, baby steps.
PS. I'm applying for an internship at Revamp Vintage. And I'm applying to study abroad in the Netherlands next year. Wish me luck dudes.
Hola Jesus.
Sup Evita. Eye Spy Challenge: who can find my trout foot?
Argentina has amazing vintage for incredibly cheap. Don't let the secret out, cos I'm going back there when I start up my vintage shop and buying the place out.
I really wanted that.
BA also has scary shit like this.
We went to Bariloche for xmas. It's a ski place, but it was the summer. Still a lil cold though. Which was great because it was fucking hot in the city. I don't even want to talk about how horrible our day trip to Uruguay was because of the heat.
We took the finicula (?) up a mountain.
Dad looks like he could use a multi!
Hey mam.
Whachu lookin at.
THE END.
And on an entirely different note, I got drunk with a rowdy 15 year old a couple of weeks ago and it felt like the high school experience I never had.
Anyway, as you may or may not know, I went to Buenos Aires for xmas with my parents. Family bonding time was good, my parents and I finally get along. And I'm no longer afraid of death! Really and truly. And I also drove my car alone in LA today. To the market. Which is about 5 minutes away. Baby steps, baby steps.
PS. I'm applying for an internship at Revamp Vintage. And I'm applying to study abroad in the Netherlands next year. Wish me luck dudes.
Hola Jesus.
Sup Evita. Eye Spy Challenge: who can find my trout foot?
Argentina has amazing vintage for incredibly cheap. Don't let the secret out, cos I'm going back there when I start up my vintage shop and buying the place out.
I really wanted that.
BA also has scary shit like this.
We went to Bariloche for xmas. It's a ski place, but it was the summer. Still a lil cold though. Which was great because it was fucking hot in the city. I don't even want to talk about how horrible our day trip to Uruguay was because of the heat.
We took the finicula (?) up a mountain.
Dad looks like he could use a multi!
Hey mam.
Whachu lookin at.
THE END.
And on an entirely different note, I got drunk with a rowdy 15 year old a couple of weeks ago and it felt like the high school experience I never had.