no more drinking i swear. when im there i turn into a soft serve machine that has two flavors: giggling or crying and you can get a twist cone with sprinkles if you are lucky. monster and fireball monster and red wine. made a really funny pinky promise and put forth a spiritual nda. practicing in the hotel lobby 5am and its game time in the other kitchen the next day, said did you just dap me up because you knew? cannot sleep no matter wut. abracadabra is the planet if we were lesbians. there is agony with and agony without but there is a certain freedom in knowing you are going to be unhappy and being okay with it as long as you are doing and making and writing and the two girls say exactly back and forth until their bad ideas run out. moving in tomorrow, no car so just one box at a time on foot. didn't even bother to put a cute shirt on.