Melanie wanted to shoot me in my nurse outfit, i was supposedly a barbie...so i had this awkward stiff pose and empty stare and a stupid smile. i liked the idea. i spent the evening mostly packing my shit... my plan of 2 suitcases, which i brought here half-empty, worked. i could fit it all in there.

Kev and i watched The United States of Leland, which was alright, but the optimistic life-lesson it offered at the end didn't please me. still, worth watching.

i'm gonna miss all the good food here.

my tattoo is slowly starting to look decent. its just not very photogenic, looks better in real.