Happy non-independence day, I guess?
JOHN DARNIELLE WROTE A BOOK.
A BOOK THAT JUST SHOT STRAIGHT TO THE TOP OF MY ‘TO READ’ LIST.
Oh yeah, I saw Drake vs. Lil Wayne on Saturday and Drake’s bandwagoner/pandering ass came out with two Mariota jerseys. Bless. And he changed his “I’m tryna give Halle Berry a baby and no one can stop me” lyric in Versace to NICKI. Dead.
Also, Weezy can actually rap live to my great surprise.
I threw a tea party for my lovely friend’s bachelorette party last month… I think I need to move somewhere that has a bigger tea culture than a coffee one.
day off hangs
This week, man. I feel like all I’ve done is work-social event-work-social event etc. nonstop. So exhausted.
Anyway, Thursday was (as I hope you know), Beyoncé’s birthday and Holocene appropriately threw a #birthbey dance party/costume contest. It was Booty Bassment-status-both-dance-floors packed and I was thankful (praise Beysus) we got there before it hit capacity. I whipped my hair back and forth (it’s now down to my butt fyi) and sweated it out like whoa.
And oh, they had boozy watermelon slushies too! I been drankin’ watermelonnn.
what I look like when confronted with big/most dogs tbh
I still don’t know which one I love more..