никакая любовь в течение утра

(no love for mornings-in my native russian tongue)

weather is absolute ass-so foggy its like being covered by a moldy blanket every time you walk outside. the sun comes out for about 30 minutes between 3 & 5 o'clock...and then it's back to blanket town.

nothing fun to report on the world around me-the weather is tugging on my soul...sounds macabre, but really-how much grey & damp/moist (there's that word again) is one supposed to take?

i am dressed in the style of a greek tragedy-all white with gold jewelry...i thought i would try & coax the sun out of its summer siesta.

last friday priya & i got really hyped up with an advanced case of sun poisoning, and took the pictures seen here.

oh, and weekend plans? i plan to hunt the yeti of chinatown & photograph graffiti. it's going to be a wild time in the old town tonight.