all your sweat belongs to me

so yesterday i went to supamolli. my friend left me before the party even started. i'm so lonely. so i'm looking for the happy boy with the beer in his pocket. some eighties tunes are cheering me up. happy crowd that is.


foto: alexandra (flickr)

right now i'm making some lame attempt to cut down 10 years of my fathers Easter family celebration videos to a 5 minute clip. the slomo vision of kids proudly presenting the tuck while the adults make fun at the big table starts to unfold...

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