Surrender, Surrender, But Don't Give Yourself Away

I have realized recently.. theres work I want to document on film (my personal work).. theres work I want to film (on video... working on getting a flip)... and then there are funny or cute moments I just want to snap with my blackberry curve for myself :)

ALOHA!

hi BB!

Dear James, Thinking of you! Love always, Dana

for some reason this didn't really shock me or phase me... sorrrrryyyyyyy

free pinkberry in soho.. line was down and around the block. mmmm :)

post apocalyptic. if you missed out on this sky.. you really missed out. ive never seen anything like it.

loungin!

WILD MAN!

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The night ended with me screaming with a brick in hand...

"NOOOOOOOO I DONT WANT TO SNORT YOUR COKE...."
"NOOOOO I DONT WANT TO MAKE OUT WITH YOU...."

"GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY BUILDING"

I fell asleep and dreamt my friends and I flooded a large room.
(it resembled Dominique Palombo's studio on Mulberry Street). The water, maybe 3 feet high. The room contained a large bathtub at the far end... the flooded room was from the water that overflowed from the bath tub that all my friends and I were hanging out in.

("Pool party?") I looked up and a guy I have a crush on walked in with his girlfriend. He was being really mean to her and I thought, what a douche bag. For some reason, this woman I don't particulary care for was there too.

(She's showed up in my dreams a lot lately.) I climbed out of the tub to grab my camera... but realized my camera (t4) was now floating and ruined bc it got wet. I thought to myself "FUCK, now I have to buy a new camera" as I woke up.