I've been listening to The Blow and Devendra Banhart a lot lately. Both of make me feel very bittersweet about the end of the last semester. I spent a very long time thinking about what I would say to Devendra B. if I were to ever encounter him, today. Such a babe. I think he might be the most stunning fellow out there (my, my how my tastes varies from the super prep to filthy filthy hippie... but deep down I don't love the prep at all). Man, these hormones are being vicious these days.
Sorry, I'm rambling.
I forgot that working in NYC means that a huge portion of your paycheck is going to be removed to pay the homeless or whatever it is they do with my tax money these days. So when my paycheck started at 889 to left 662... Just enough for rent. I need another job. Maybe I'll join the Foo.
On a much happier note I've decided that the only thing the internet is useful for is looking up pictures of and youtubing ostriches, giraffes, and sea otters. One day when I have the money, I'm going to get the sweetest wildlife tattoo. But for now. Enjoy these: