(1) stealing a semi respectable template over ten minutes to avoid writing anything original which may or may not display well on screens beyond el mac (tbd).
(2) sleeping at 11:00 pm on a Friday.
Friday is drum yoga, it feels like a dance class. Today, stepped up with a didgeridoo, blowing my inverted mind. Afterwards I went to the Chinese bodega for a tiny steamer plus BBQ pork buns, because dim sum is playing at my house, and impulse purchased tiny mandarins. At home my roommate was attempting Ethiopian vegetarian with success and we read online classified romance ads aloud, musing about the writers and the prevalence of chlamydia.
Having quiet weekends is deviance.
This week a friend sent me the Hipster Olympics youtube (no post cause it's old) in response to a profile picture. Last year, around this time, my roommate (who referred to getting groceries as Marketing) gave me a seven minute sermon on The New York Hipster Movement and I pretended like I'd never heard about such things, "scarrrrves??!"
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