above Los Angeles, from Chinatown.
i dont understand what the problem is. i like my job. i heart LA. i'm pretty content but somehow something is not right. i dont know...maybe this is just my sweat pants moment. maybe i just need a hair cut. =(
below the metro...
downtown, near my job....
so SG came to visit and we found an empty 40 oz in the train (heading downtown) . surprise, surprise.
and of course we manage to start some moral dilemma about love and marriage and what not. the next day at Los Feliz:
the view from school, which i heart.
which then i have to ask: what the hell is wrong with my film? was it melting or what? well, at least i found a replacement for agfa...tear, tear, tear. NOT! kids are crazy.