it's not a tumor

to mark the return of james a bunch of us headed over to ellis island on wendesday (appropriate considering he was coming from england). the bartender and i created a great new drink which, by the end of the night and many, many drinks in the hole herself annie christaned the RAZZMA TAZZMA TINI.

i had work yesterday and decided i hate all of my work clothes.
i stole a bunch of stuff from the radio station and am currently listening to it.
i get my hair cut later.
i leave for LA tomorrow.
boo yaka.

unfortunately, when i return my partner in crime patrick will be gone and i will once again have to endure life without him.

but anyway, here are the pictures:

patrick always complains when i take pictures of him.






pat's face, pat's face, pat's face.




my dear, dapper james.



annie was sad that she had so many more beers to drink.



the rest of the pictures were ones that pat took of annie and my boobs and then one of maggie's ear.
alright bitches, i'll see you california. california. california here we commmme.