Sometimes we take chances, sometimes we take pills.

Brace yourselves ya'll.

Elise and I are all about representing the EastSide.

*

Al Ameen for Nat's Birthday Naan,
seriously food of the gods.
It left us feeling crazy bloated all day,
like we each spontaneously grew another
stomach within our original stomaches or something.
Elise and I had a genius plan
to meet at ten pm at East Coast Macs
to jog and be up.
WE FUCKING DID IT BITCHES.
With our heavy pockets full of
thingamajigs that we didn't even use
weighing us down.
Gained back all the calories we burned
getting nice McCafe drinks
and then proceeded to scream
at money scamming games
that we willingly wasted our money on.
Ran into a colleague and it took
a full minute of frantic waving for him
to recognize me in my running gear
of fbts, Cedar Athletic Team Shirt
and Lion-dance-looking Cedar Track Jacket.
"It's hard to recognize you when you don't dress up."
Whut.
Okay at least I don't always look that same way [kok],
that would have been a wonderful waste of
my time, no?

I have been sleeping weird recently,
in little blocks of time,
so this is another of my odd hours awake.
Meeting EvaShiangNeeClaraRenny TOMORROW,
EXCITING STUFF!!!

Your flesh means more than you.

You do not want to fuck with us.

*

A leap of faith and there you are.

My heart is acting like it's on crack

and that is a good thing, a fucking amazing thing

because I didn't think it would be possible.

I'm leading a chant in my head,

it's simple, it's concise and it's true:

"He likes me too".

Not rushing into anything because

we have forever to figure it out.

Set fire to the face on fire.

Hipsterz fo life yoz.

Yes.

"Is my neck on straight?"

I am your slave Elise.

I tie your shoelaces and worship you.

Unibrows ftw!

We did the Macarena and then continued being hipsters.

Laughed until I fucking cried

and scared everyone shitless.

Practically ran to the car and we blew this fucking joint.

Weekend warriors.

*

You burp and grin.

"I always get gassy around people I like."

I raise my eyebrow.

Lean in, in the darkness, in silence.

"We're pretty weird."

"I know right?"