Saturday 8 August 2009

It was Johnny Hopkins and Sloane Kettering, and they were blazin' that shit up everyday.

Current interests include: oil pastel sketches of common bathroom items, the whistling sound in the background of "Good Vibrations," rose-salted baths, silk nightgowns, vegetarian mayonnaise, sitting on the pier chomping on Swedish Fish with the surprisingly sharp-witted Joshua, not biting my nails, Ponds face cream, picking wildflowers, anxiously awaiting the return of Mad Men, turning my ex-boyfriend's boxers into art, that topless picture of Putin, and this song:

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