My typewriter. This is the last time it has worked, I guess that's what I get for buying one at a flea market for 5 euros.
Exploring the streets.
We found this mattress, and one other, and carried them both all the way to my flat. It was so hard and heavy and when we finally got them there, we realized one had dog piss all over and we threw it out again. mamma mia, the frugal lifestyle.
We look like ghosts.
A great cafe/gallery nearby. I tried to get a job here, no luck.
Funny girl.
Oh my god I want this puppy.
Indian food outing with the dudes. I miss Michael and Paul already!
A little something I made for my dearest buddy ol' pal Kev. It's all about our inside jokes, but I worked hard on it and think it looks cool.
xoxo
