As long as he helps pay the bill, I let him use my phone anytime. But I can't for the life of me understand why he has to keep calling those expensive horoscope hotlines and the 1800-Hot Baby talk lines...
I love my new classroom. Check out my big screen TV.
We are such a clean family. In the time it takes my volcanic ash face pack to dry and apparantly draw all the toxins from my skin, Zume has meticulously brushed, buffed and polished each and every one of his teeth.
Scoping the Nakameguro art scene with my boyfriend Finn.
Wandering the streets of Shibuya late at night, you are bound to bump into friends new and old. But Spidey was the last person/ aracnid I expected to run into on Friday night. Although he was having a bit of downtime (obviously no villians around on Friday night) with some very cute Japanese girls, he was ever so gracious and stopped for a photo. I never knew Spiderman smoked, I guess it's so cheap in Japan who could blame him.
We have had a little get together but still can't decide if we are going to the next Tokyo Decadance...have to wait and see.
Check out the 'Nice day Nice smoking' slogan on the top corner of this very cool old cigarette vending machine. Sure, why not? Especially on a nice day, tis the perfect time to fill your lungs with devine chemicals and toxins.
I knew something was up when all the other passengers when over 80. We were under the impression that it was a rapid ride down an unforgiving river.
Look how happy the man looks with the picture he just took with his crappy phone camera.
Look at the water behind me...this was no wild white water adventure. Yet highly relaxing.
girls on the train
Even girls outside of Tokyo, on less crowded 'country' trains feel the need to preen themselves publicly.
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