A photo exhibit of an iMessage conversation

Not pictured: Her brutal rebuttal that totally burned me.
Previous slang attempt: Daisy in Taiwan
A drop-out designer repping Portland, OR + San Jose, CA
A photo exhibit of an iMessage conversation

Not pictured: Her brutal rebuttal that totally burned me.
Previous slang attempt: Daisy in Taiwan
Tatyana sent me a screenshot of her waiting for me to connect on FaceTime…
(She’s probably the only person who has me down as ‘Christopher‘ in her address book.)
I just signed a contract using Comic Sans for my signature. That’s how we do it in the big leagues.
Usually I eat the hearts of those who post my pictures without permission. But the little dried thing in your chest would only slowly kill me from within.
— Alienman in response to my previous post containing photographic evidence of her existence
Had an amazing time yesterday catching up with Caleb, who found his way to Portland for the first time.
During a 12 hour wandering tour of downtown, we got ourselves some coffee (Cloud Seven Cafe), lunch (Kenny & Zuke’s Deli) and drinks (Clyde Common, Bailey’s Tap Room, Portland City Grill and Life of Riley) while accumulating a posse, one straggler at a time. In order of appearance: Justin, Amanda, Jackie, Zack, Dorinda, Corey and Mary.
Now to share some out of context quotes for entertainment purposes only…
“I had no idea I was not going back to work today.”
— Justin
“I have a rule about prostitutes”
— Amanda
“Fuckin dubstepper stole it.”
— Jackie
“Pretty much everyone who gets their dick cut off deserves it.”
— Dorinda
“For my hipster statement of the day, I’d like to say…”
— Justin
“We are the 1%.”
— Justin
“It looks like a wet shit in a glass.”
— Amanda
“I already drank an entire pint of Santorum. DRINK IT!”
— Amanda
She was only two months off. Not bad! (Although that’s squarely in 2011.) It’s good to know I’m not the only one who has a poor concept of the unit of time known as the other day.
I love looking at rocks even more than I love looking at porn.
— Daisy