painted my nails.


had a very long day. filled with creepy men on the metro asking me about:
-my septum ring
-if the scarf i was knitting was for sale
-how old i was

then i met this very cool old man, who told me his mom used to make outfits for cher.
and that he was armenian and lived in the soviet union. and all this crazy stuff.
and it all started by telling me that he was once a mechanic for the host of Ripley's Believe It or Not. then he gave me his card. im seriously going to call him when i buy a used car.

10 days till the world possibly ends......

please, sweden. be careful!!!