inspiration, and where are you swoon?

I spent FOREVER today going through everything i own looking for a photo i took in... 2003 maybe (?) of a door in an alley that had art by Swoon on it. I didn't know who made it until recently when a friend showed me her work. So. I must have lost it. Which makes me sad, because it was beautiful!!!!

I literally found every photo i have ever taken except the one i wanted. so here are a few i like the most taken during the same summer:

in new jersey you don't pump gas, ok!

yesterday i brewed my first cup of coffee. yes, that's right, i am 24 years old. the mysteries of the coffee pot are unfurled. all i can say is it was a similar feeling to being 18 years old and borrowing my grandmother's car in california, only to realize, at the gas station, that i had never before pumped gas myself and (either unfortunately or hilariously) it took me 5 minutes to figure it out. yes, that's right, i looked at the little stick figures...

what i want for christmas

rick thinks my joke is a little obscure for the masses, and i guess it obviously would be if you don't know what a CHUD is. (what have you been doing with your life?)

assignment: heaven

i can't seem to create a sentence involving "Fabio," "butter," and "muffin" that doesn't sound completely wrong.
wink wink, say no more.