My mind got fucking blowed hard at the ed ruscha retrospective. i got anxious because i knew i couldn't look at everything as hard as i wanted to. on my way back i went to macy's and tried out all sorts of perfume and makeup. and then went home and went to the street fair with alex and ate the most expensive meat on a stick. 16,998 steps today.
two pieces of my special "fitness bread" with cottage cheese onit
left over soup with two fried eggs
purple smoothie
meat stick
ceviche and marshmallow stuff at the cookbook thing.
