the general neighborhood where I wandered
drunk chicken ;)
a 2.5 star yelp review
i hate how bland my photos appear on blogspot
looks cool when it's not chopped
never seen anyone eat a dragonfruit like a banana before. jealous.
o haiiii
checking both ways before crossing the street/making sure no one is watching
scratchin' an itch
this truck isn't going to be coming to your neighborhood anytime soon
i used to shudder when i saw these
i like the english name
i don't know what is more shocking: the reptile print version of my backpack (in clearly not as nice quality), or the fact that he has a tattoo on his leg...
ew.
that's right, as if daddy wasn't doing enough work carrying the backpack. selfish brat.
sniped
oooopsssss. imma rule breaker
i don't care what anyone says. this has gotta be a dumb idea.
On the five thousandth and brazillion trip to Chinatown, I managed to turn a boring Ashton-less day into a candid sniping, lens testing, and fun-filled lazy Sunday afternoon. In addition to getting my hair cut, I befriended a little tomcat, saw a kid who stole my backpack, and found a big Sony DSLR loser (no not ashton). I really should consider getting a polarizer for this lens...it's quite hazy in the city.
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