feeling seriously bummed / pms-y.
Working on Thanksgiving. Working forever.
last night I went to a show, which ended very early, and then i went to someone’s birthday party in south philly where i danced to Usher with my room mate and some guy i didn’t know. he knew all the lyrics to confessions pt. II. I ate a pickle in a bag, and some doritos and then I fell asleep while nick was brushing his teeth. then i woke up today and walked the dog to get some breakfast from a food truck on baltimore, drank some luke warm reanimator coffee (guatemala finca boqueroncito) and then biked to center city and shot for this jewelry store on south street because they pay me to do it whenever i want. some lady came in and started stealing shit and the cops were called and it was really weird. then i went to whole foods and bought myself soup and cornbread and sat and watched people parallel park on south street for an hour.