crass much?

I've mentioned before how wary I am of taking photos of strangers. I don't post many (any?) pictures of anyone else, really. my two vague self-imposed "rules" for this blaaaahhhg: only post pictures I myself take (hence the fucking selfies, and yes, I FUCKING HATE that term), and do as little harm as possible.

...but when I see an image as being 

fairly flattering and fucking awesome? hell yeah I'm gonna post it. 

so it was a hot day in the absolute ass-back of the 44 and everything was filthy: like someone had scattered a crushed bag of Doritos all over the seats and sprayed Coke on the floor (it was far too sticky to be urine). I was wearing another short skirt and had to keep my knees up so my bare legs wouldn't mash against the vinyl. and this guy was across from me. he was physically across from me, anyway. mentally, he was somewhere way the fuck else, but his allover vibe seemed pleasant enough. so while he writhed blissfully, his dog was being a doll. she politely greeted each of us surrounding this trippy kid, licking my leg, tail constantly wagging, trying to jump up next to other people. she actually seemed pretty well-cared-for. and the only time the guy seemed to be aware of his surroundings at all was when he finally summoned her back to him. that's when I snuck this photo. I daresay it's one of my new favorites. 

love the heels. 

I tore the gross opaque "privacy plastic" (you know, that shit you see in SkyMall that you can get in various stained glass designs to Cover Unsightly Views) off the kitchen windows the other day. it was only then that I realized the plastic (which was there when I moved in) was coated in a repulsive mist of old meat-grease. it smelled like fucking old meat! why the fuck hadn't I noticed this sooner? because I was too distracted with the ant infestation and other vile messes the prior tenant had left in his filthy wake? I haven't cooked once since I've lived there (unless the microwave counts, which it doesn't); thus, tis yet another nasty discovery that was not my fault! so now I have a bitchin' view out of my kitchen!*

*maybe you'll have to trust me on this one. 

random foliage tunnel! reminds me of "Grey Gardens"! 

Olive Way, because Seattle's classy as fuck. 

didja know Axl Rose is an acronym for "oral sex"? whatta guy! thanks, BuzzFeed!