Graffiti the Ghost

My summer vacation

Well hello there working people. After a brilliant vacation, I woke up at 5am to make it to work for my 6am shift. Uh huh. That's right. 6am. The only thing I had going for me was that the Izzy's next door has finally reopened after Passover. I was so psyched. I poured myself a huge cup of coffee, then doctored it to perfection with just the right amount of brown sugar and whole milk. I set it down on my desk and stared at it lovingly for a moment. Just me and my coffee. No one else in the world. And then I reached over to turn on my computer and knocked the whole thing all over my desk. Weak.

So, moving on, Coachella was best weekend ever since last time I said that. I'll spare you the details. If you want details, read this guy's. They are both funnier and likely more accurate than mine would be.


I will say that Miss Kittin rocked, not least because she refrained from singing in a German accent, and Roni Size is singlehandedly reponsible for most of the soreness in my lower body right now. Cheers, guy. Oh, and of course MIA ripped it up. Incontinence was caused.



Wanna see some pictures? I'm not really a camera kind of girl, but since you weren't there let's say that this is a picture of a rock we climbed in Joshua Tree:



and here's a picture of me in the desert. I look very happy because I have brand new sunglasses. They're white. Don't I look tan? That's because in Southern California there is a large ball of flame that sits in the sky and provides warmth and light to everything on the ground. Look it up. I ain't lyin.


I'll get back to posting stupid shit to keep you distracted from whatever it is you're supposed to be doing at work tomorrow. Now I'm going to turn my oven on and stand in front of it so that I can pretend I live in a place where the weather doesn't assault you every time you open the door. For real. It's not funny.

posted by Jess @ 3:01 PM