Andy recently taught me how to make coffee, and I’ve been on a decaffeinated kick of late, so let’s grab a cup of the brown stuff and pretend we are meeting up at Starbucks like we never used to do. None of that lingo is used correctly, is it? Oh well, I’ve given up on pretending to be perfect. Cream or sugar or that cocoa powder that doesn’t come out? Is the lingo getting better? I’ve always been a Starbucks loner – you won’t find me gabbing with friends or attending a tutoring session or doing a job interview – and I’m accustomed to minding my own business when sipping on my Grande decaf. In essence, not much has changed. Yet it turns out that while I like being left alone, I also like to watch people. From a Bette Midler distance.
My current office outfits are all business on top, party down below.
Grocery store avoidance solution.
Spring before and spring after.
A gratuitous Jason Derulo post.
I whipped it out to mark my territory.
I adore the new Duo Lipa album.
Homage to ‘A Streetcar Named Desire’ 1 – The Home-From-Work Scene.
Homage to ‘A Streetcar Named Desire’ 2 – The Shower Scene.
Reclaiming Easter trauma as a shirtless bunny.
Another awakening brings more awareness.
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