so content. its not even funny.

peruvian food and margaritas and impromptu 90s dance party. candycandycandy and laughter and falling asleep during a truly truly terrible movie. a day spent gleefully shopping for new essentials. a perfectly made bed. and a perfectly made movie (if i had been scott pilgrim, i would have had no option but to pick up each and every single coin. this always slows me down.) lazy rainy sunday afternoon. nap nap nap. news and politics and rageos. soothed by movies and indian food.

if i weren't me, i'd kinda really hate me. for being so annoyingly slkdfsjhfjdhaskld.