I had some weird dreams, including a flat share that involved a lot of rearranging bookshelves and other miscellaneous furniture.
There were weird neighbors and some guy down the hall who was both being treated in a super racist fashion, and also being arrogant about his sexual prowess.
Upon waking up, I shoved pillows around because my neck was angry, and in the complicated tangle of pillows, there was a string bag with some IKEA snacks...
... and my iPod.
FUCKING HELL.
(At least I didn't buy a new one?)
Ev called, and we chatted while she got ready to face the world and head over to K's for eggplant and yelling at computers.
There were weird neighbors and some guy down the hall who was both being treated in a super racist fashion, and also being arrogant about his sexual prowess.
Upon waking up, I shoved pillows around because my neck was angry, and in the complicated tangle of pillows, there was a string bag with some IKEA snacks...
... and my iPod.
FUCKING HELL.
(At least I didn't buy a new one?)
Ev called, and we chatted while she got ready to face the world and head over to K's for eggplant and yelling at computers.