we are so close to being able to leave a place where the only cultural advantage is the ability to turn right on red. (god, i *wish* we'd been in la instead of the tacky.)
anyway, i'm marbelized, covered in paint,
unable to stop staging things
and too invested in cute-ing this fucking place to the hilt.
i did take a break to eat THIN MINT ICE CREAM that leff snagged at 7-11 though.
pick one of those up. they're sanctioned by the girl scouts and SO FUCKING DELICIOUS!