My friend Jess...

...is probably the coolest and least fucked up girl I know.
She's been so goddamn good to me, always there when I need her.

I love her 2 tha mizaxxx 4 eva!

This pic was taken after I'd been up all night in Sydney, hanging out in Kings Cross with my hot Brazilian 'exotic dancer' love-interest, and generally having the time of my life.
I had been kicked out of KFC on George Street an hour before...I was fixing my hair with a straightening iron, plugged into the wall in the upstairs dining area, using the shiny back of my iPod as a mirror. (No, i hadn't purchased anything).

So this is us, hanging out at Ali-Babas, waiting for my train to the airport, in between crazy flying visits from our friend 'Image Peace'.

In this case, a picture really does say so much more, than the thousand words I just wrote.

Kiss kiss Jess, you're the bees knees.





This is knifey, from 'the internet'.