(A Punty and I Collaboration: City on a Hill)
Yesterday felt like three disjointed days somehow taped together on a reel. Three marvelous days at that. I woke up in Portland and watched Gilmore Girls with Seames and Megan while flipping through an old issue of Real Simple. Mornings don't get better or easier than that. Except that I also paid for a breakfast sandwich I didn't get to eat. That was a bummer. (Boo, Ohno Cafe and your slow service, boo.)
A few hours later, I was home. Organizing and cleaning (just a tiny bit) but mostly eating the food of my handiwork and watching Taiwanese game show reruns. Sometimes, Saturdays are great spent indoors.
The evening day started with falling asleep on the Red Line, included a dinner in JP,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, (sorry, I was distracted by fire truck sirens) and capped off with fire pit s'mores at Keith's. Which is just about the best way one can conclude a day (since getting yelled at for giving money to a crack addict on the commute home certainly wasn't the best way).
A few hours later, I was home. Organizing and cleaning (just a tiny bit) but mostly eating the food of my handiwork and watching Taiwanese game show reruns. Sometimes, Saturdays are great spent indoors.
The evening day started with falling asleep on the Red Line, included a dinner in JP,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, (sorry, I was distracted by fire truck sirens) and capped off with fire pit s'mores at Keith's. Which is just about the best way one can conclude a day (since getting yelled at for giving money to a crack addict on the commute home certainly wasn't the best way).
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