Nice day today, which in this part of the world means upper 30s and mostly sunny.
Hey I found your underwear.
Sun’s out for the first time in days.
My new apartment has an absurdly large walk-in closet. I own roughly ten t-shirts, four long-sleeve shirts, three hoodies, four pairs of jeans, lots of socks and underwear, and two hangers.
Walked to the train with this junk blowing in my face.
Got a pretty sweet datebook in the mail from Equal Vision. Thanks, folks!
Chinese takeout, Lakewood style.
Whoa-oh, ain’t nobody gonna top that shit. I’m out.
