Totally unprepared for the first day of work this week, Tuesday.
Yesterday I went to a hella awkward party, truly a humbling experience. I picked up my 12ml waterbottle from REI and then watched Sonic 3. I was kinda bored, but now my TikTok algo keeps showing me sonadow and, I literally… literally all I wanna do is read my gay manga and sleep for a few days.
I skipped the gym today because I keep doing shoulder presses on non-push days and I think I’d perish if I hit delts twice in a row. I think I need to hit more cardio these days anyway. The air quality is getting worse, I probably am allergic to a handful of things, and going from one side of the Time Sq 42nd st station to the other for volleyball regularly with my mask on cannot be my warm up.
I miss dancing in a crazy way.
I’m not sure about labor being the forefront of resistance. People are cucks.
Met a buncha random people at parties this month and there was some variation of ‘Well what’s your plan?’ like in relation to ending up with someone in a relationship, like an endgame like marriage or an intentional communal living arrangement if you’re alt in any way at all. I legit can’t think about this when I’m like a few months away from doing my first real pull up. It’s like a psychic censor.
Drinking coffee from the Bialetti 3cup moka express I bought from this lady who lives in the Sky Building. She gave me some of her Lavazza coffee grounds. She can’t drink coffee anymore :( The moka pot looks used as fuck lol but I’m really enjoying my cup!
Puppycat is has been crazy cute lately. His lump still has me freaked out. I love him, I love him