the subject of my broken heart

i swear it's meant to be

anaheim

this venue was weird.

my new home

since hiplog died, i joined the world of real blogs. so now i have a new place to post absolutely pointless ramblings and pictures that make no sense.

i'm waiting for the sushi i ordered to arrive. sometimes not having a license has it's perks; meaning, i don't ever have to be the one to pick up the take out.