and a creeper turtle.
-such a whimsical town this is!
-back row: something with gin, muddled cucumber, and I can't remember. front row: gin, crème de violette, st germain, orange zest. I shan't apologize for my fussy, prissy, hipstery (if you fucking must) enjoyment of snooty cocktails. this is one of the (many) aspects of living in Alaska that I sorely missed. I missed good fucking cocktails and I missed happy hours.
-EGGS ERRONEOUS...
and if you got that reference, let us bow our heads in shameful solidarity together.
-the shit-cat is head-butting my axilla.
-I noticed this house today. it's about a block away from where I live. it's such a weird and imposing shape! everything about it is hideously appealing!
-on the corner of Broadway & John. it's a terrible picture because I was wearing too short of a skirt to bend down for the proper angle. can you tell that it's a headless doll with a nail sticking out of its neck-hole?
-the precariously installed top shelf of the culinary wing of my lair.
-please don't judge my tiny-ass loo, but please note that, depending on your angle to the commode, you will either be stared down by a blue-tongued skink or a jaunty chicken.
I returned to seattle three months ago today. fuck yes.
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