monroe

I've been having the most intense dreams. Psychedelic vampire shit, aliens that posses peoples' bodies (probably what's about to come out of that sinkhole in Guatemala City), and then being at a crazy hotel party with Grace Jones and her two gigantic all black Great Danes, one of whom bit me. I'm sure it all means something.

I finally gave in and installed Hipstamatic on my phone. It's kind of life consuming.

My weekend was as intense as my dreams. Most of it, in a good way, but Memorial Day may go down as one of the worst days ever. I don't want to elaborate beyond that, but it sucked big time. Anyway, here are pictures of the good stuff: