this song sums up how i feel about the lovely state and city that i am really glad to live in.
this is what it felt like to not have a laptop for three weeks. and a little of this too (dude, i read two whole books…for funsies).
this is the song i sing in my head when drivers unjustly honk at me when i’m biking.
this is basically all i did those three weeks. add in a pumpkin cider (yes, it exists) and some puzzle-times with the roommates and that was my normal friday night.
this was the best thing that happened when mama filson came (oh so much more on that later. holla @ bruno who swooped in on my mom when i left her alone for literally 15 seconds. nelly furtado circa 2006 would call her an unintentional man-eater, ya’ll.)
this would be the “jersey shore” acronym for my life right now: R.B.S.B. (read [norton anthologies out the wazoo. have mercy]. bike. swing [dance]. burrito.) yes, i just used burrito as a verb. it’s a thing now. haven’t you heard?
this is where you can check out some tweets i’ve been writing for my internship (not all of them, obvs). anything about radish toasts, pretzels, and $80 bamboo toothbrushes was written by yours truly. i have an article or two going live this week.
care to join in a happy dance with me? okay? let’s dance.
“aaaaaaand we’re back!!”, ya’ll. i’ve missed you guys.
and yes i’ve been playing the above video in my head the entire time i’ve been writing this post. could you expect anything else? no, not possible.