I saw this group of dudes posing for pictures in front of the interactive Katy Perry movie poster and tried to snap a photo of their poses but the flash went off and they saw me so I freaked out and quickly moved the camera away and then all I got was this solid white photo.
Fireworks are surrounding us. There must be a pair of Katy Perry’s breasts on every Bushwick roof.
Excellent emails from roommates:
Note: watching Katy Perry on DVR’d SNL. I had managed to limit my Katy Perry exposure in life sufficiently where I was only aware of the idea that she needs to die in a fire.
Now my eyes cannot unsee, and my ears cannot unhear, the reality of how hard Katy Perry needs to die in a fire.
I mean, holy fuck. She’s… She’s… Just awful.
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