Nick and I recently went to a food swap, and we traded these bourbon chocolate truffle bars for jars of lemon guava jam, homemade udon, and pesto. Looking forward to the summer, when the big wooden table at the goat farm will be full with fresh grown vegetables and fruits. :)
These in particular had a wafer crust and were melt in your mouth rich. We wrapped each square in wax paper afterwards and carted them off to their new homes..
there’s an app idea some dude mentioned to me the other day
that you should try developing on android
something about a caldenar
Chris: :) i won’t judge you too harshly
Chris: it’s amazing how fast someone can become unattractive
me: i’m a terrible person.
Chris: yeah, it’s true.
"Chris: I was thinking yesterday, as life threw some more shit at me
Whatever, shit is just fertilizer. Keep tossing it and I will use it."
Today I was suddenly struck with the thought that the things I do sometimes seem … hipstery. And before people start getting into subculturey talk, I really just mean that I felt like someone who’s Urban outfitter’s target demographic. And, wearing all black leather jacket/combat boots, red lipstick, driving with the windows down listening to m83, it just felt. So cliche . But it looked good, and it was a good album, and everything about that drive was so thoroughly enjoyable that it’s kind of like…well… so what if you’re unoriginal? Maybe you’re just being yourself and doing the things you would’ve done anyway. And that’s okay too, don’t you think?
Stephen: I’ll think about it.
I listened to Obama’s inauguration speech. It’s a great one. Very sincere.
I encourage you to listen to it.
From CNN or some other sites.
me: i’ll check it out at some point
Sent at 8:12 PM on Monday
Stephen has entered text
Is—is my dad guilt tripping me into watching the inauguration speech? ……………
is it working?!