was that shawty fire burning on the dance floor last thursday morning? nah, it was just the laundromat underneath my apartment building going up in flames.
this shawty right here was standing outside her apartment for about two hours, in a crazy red robe and black elastic sweatpants – cliff burton-style. (i tried to find a picture to illustrate this, but you try typing in “metallica cliff burton metal sweatpants 80s” to google and see what comes up. this was my favorite:
oh manowar, i barely knew ye.)
so yeah, these are things no one else needs to see.
but on the hilarious side, someone mistook me for bjork. yes, i am bjork, she who likes to stand around on the corner clutching a dirty white macbook and her dog, wearing a robe and slippers, watching a building burn at 9am. so neighborly, that bjork!
the roof of the building after the fire:
in other news, i sure am glad the month of febraury is over. aren’t you, law & order?
febraury sucked, you guys!