High Noon

Its Thursday and I am ready for a nap.

Fell asleep on the train this morning. Missed my stop entirely.

Watched a hipster kick the door in of a moving cab, while wearing flip flops. His little dog also watched helplessly.

Sent out invites to my party. June 25th at Beauty Bar. 14 street/3rd ave. around 11:30pm.

I think the whole Michael Jackson trial is a sick publicity stunt. Just wanted to throw that out there.