Graffiti/ Street Art in Cluj-Napoca
Vienna Street Art
Budapest Street Art
I’m pretty sure the dudes in my hostel room are deaf because they’re signing at each other. It’s seven in the morning and they’re being loud as fuck. I don’t think they realize it though. I’m not feeling very understanding at the moment.
I had fun today.
Vegetable Stir Fry in a Pot
The President: We let it happen. People were being slaughtered for over a year and we issued economic sanctions and hid behind the rhetoric of diplomacy. How dare we? The dead remembered: real peace is not just the absence of conflict, it’s the presence of justice. And tonight I come to you with a pledge to change America’s policy. Never again will I allow our political self-interest to deter us from doing what we know to be morally right. Atrocity and terror are not political weapons, and to those who would use them, your day is over. We will never negotiate. We will no longer tolerate and we will no longer be afraid. It’s your turn to be afraid.
Things are as they are. Looking out into it the universe at night, we make no comparisons between right and wrong stars, nor between well and badly arranged constellations.
Some company hired a restaurant to do this for a day. They even hired little people to be Oompa Loompas. Not sure how I feel about this.
Someone sitting next to me in class smells vile.
Pretending I’m happy that it’s my birthday only serves to infuriate me.
On the Tube
More damn fowl.
London from the top of St. Paul’s