some damn song i thought was the california raisins but actually is suicidal
MADRID
currently: madrid. bar in basement of hostel. three euro fifty for VAT OF SANGRIA. VAT. drunk (well, not now but inevitably soon). going to go to club owned by javier bardem. WHAT?! that is crazy. i have a new camera (nikon D40 for those who are interested) and it is AMAAAAAAAziing. love. also, madrid is awesome. and devon and i got MAOZ in madrid so now i can say that i am an international appreciator of maoz. mm falafel.
in other (bad/stupid/WHAT) news, my dumbass jerk of a boyfriend shaved his beard into a LEMMY (a la motorhead, googleimage that shit if you don't know), and i am going to kill him when i get back to philadelphia. murder.
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