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i’m not the ocean

i stumbled into bed around midnight last evening, but was faced with a bad case of insomnia & didn’t end up falling asleep until 2am- & then I was woken up by my alarm at noon.  perhaps an hour later a & i made our trek up congress street to treat ourselves to brunch at local.  we sipped tea from homegrown, indulged our taste buds with huevos rancheros, and enjoyed one another’s company.  we were home by three, where i was greeted by the lovely cora! together we teamed up and baked delicious scones- which we ate with four varieties of toppings & absolutely delicious oranges.  while we waited for the scones to bake, i brewed a pot of tea, and we chatted to our heart’s content.

the black keys and andrew jackson jihad were our soundtrack for two hours, and miss A joined us in the kitchen.  after we were done talking about tattoos, crazy bitches, and our futures, miss cora departed, and i waited for a mere fifteen minutes until annie made an appearance.  for close to half an hour she updated me on the most recent occurrences- i listened intently, and then begged her to take a trip to whole foods to grab a quick dinner.  we hurried home after our terriyaki chicken rice bowl, and tuned into MTV to catch jersey shore.

(i want to make this tent- this summer)

let’s be frank here.  i don’t know why i like jersey shore- actually, i love jersey shore, yes i’m that person… maybe it’s the incessant drama, snooki’s bump, the heightened violence between girls, the GTL motto, or just the jersey way.  i don’t care what you think of me for liking trashy tv, but i do, & so it goes.

now i’m gonna go do a bit of homework, sip some coffee, draw a bath, and fight insomnia so i can get some sleep before tomorrow.



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