THEME

Sylv:

how do you send a gift to someone, who lives across the street, with out sending it through postage yet not seem creepy by getting into the apartment building that's coded?

Me:

Ring the doorbell.

Lookin’ fo a sugah daddy to take me to Outside Lands…

I learned that I phone home (A.T. phone home kekeke) twice as much as usual during the last two weeks of a quarter. It’s just so comforting to hear Mom tell me about how many boxes of Honey Nut Cheerios she bought for me, or ask me if I finished all my veggies yet.

Fitted.

Every time I come back to SF, the city surprises me with a new level of ratchet.