They Are Coming to Get Us

I <3 Fake Magazine

Nervous energy today. I feel like I haven't stopped moving since my alarm went off at 7 (Ok, I hit snooze twice, but whatever...). Going to LA tomorrow for work so I spent the night packing and had to change my suitcase plans as Raquel's cat decided to urinate all over THAT one. Not sure what kind of sick incontinent vendetta that cat has against me, but I'm getting sick of it.

Did I mention I'm totally digging the most recent issue of I love Fake Magazine? That's where all these images are from. Rad shit, my friends.