saturdays haven't been like this. i went to nordstrom rack today - my mom needed to get out, and hung out in the group dressing room to watch an obnoxious housewife with really great tits and really bad taste. i wasn't in bad spirits until i got to park avenue for my waxing appointment. i got pissed trying to parallel park and had to buy a parking ticket with my credit card. i don't know if it was my mood, or the girl, or the whole situation, but getting my pubic hair waxed was a really dissappointing experience. not only was it a half-assed job, it was really painful and cost 50 bucks. i guess you have to learn these things. i ate a gigantic burrito for dinner and happy weeped. i talked to suzuya for a long time about cannes and how it sucks not to be in LA. i talked to gus. and i talked to alexis in the wee hours of the night. it was really nice to hear her voice. i bought passionfruit juice today. it tastes good.
i took this picture by the house this morning:
me and tali were discussing whether hippies were an endangered species; what do we call the attractive men and women that lurk in the shadows of Wholefoods, the soymilk-drinking, yoga-loving youth of today?
"nages. it sounds australian."