On Saturday, Shelly actually came to the city to hang out! Wowzers. So we walked around the mission, ate Vietnamese food and I bought shoes, a shirt and suspenders (because I have a spending problem). I also had Vietnamese coffee for the first time and it messed up my insides for the rest of the day.
A few minutes after these pics of us happily walking down on Valencia were taken, a bitter old beardy bum spat at us and called us snobs.
Then because Katie and I are feisty as hell, we talked some shit to the guy and he started following us for half a block.
Then we got to Ritual where Katie and Shelly proceeded to caffeinate themselves while I watched and we took silly pictures of each other with Katie’s cam.
Shelly’s such a pro at making funny faces.
I’m show and telling the welt I got on my leg when I burned it on my exhaust pipe. It looks really gnarly and green and purple right now.
Perversity.
I wish these weren’t blurry but you get the picture.
Framing your left breast is our gang sign.
