Calm

It was spring time today. Like the first warm bright ridiculous day of the year. Woah.
I don't understand why people buy the things in Ikea when they already have it set up in the store, for free. It's much cheaper to just go hang out in there. Also unlike home they ALWAYS have fro-yo. And it is delicious. Creepy (greater than or equal to) delicious.
I'm doing an air humping dance right now.
I went to work pretty late in the day so I had way too much time to get riled up beforehand.
I am not wearing pants.
I should go to work...
I should run ten blocks and get Mexican food!
I feel great!
I don't think this outfit meets work dress code.
I'm at work!
I cleaned everything!
I made a really good post work cappuccino!
I told everyone about it!
I told everyone about it even though no one cares!
Running is faster than walking and therefore superior!
I'm going to the goth club!
I'm staring at everyone! MERCILLESLY.
I'm distracted now and just staring at scaffolding and bridges.
I want to shave off everyones mustache!
I'm texting people on the east coast to try and get them on board with this spring time action, even though it's actully snowing there...and four in the morning! Fail!
I'm going to hump the air some more!

Brain Candy

Maybe I can switch modes now? I am a robot designed for survival!
I have a job, and a house.
We finished moving.
We have toothpaste and real utensils not made of compostable plastic. Maybe now I can live my life.
I'll like, do stuff. Sometimes I work. Some days it's dark. I work alon- ahem. . .
I'll do things, and sometimes go to work, and then immediately get back to doing things instead of making sure I know where to buy stamps. This could be exciting.

I just want to be comfortable all the time

I was thinking that the obvious solution to I-town weather is to constantly carry around a lightweight backpack full of every different kind of weather gear.
This idea accidentally solidified into a plan in my head until I realized how immediately awkward it would be to change your clothes in the street every half hour.
Huh! It's raining! Hang on! ZIPPPP SHWOOP ZIIP ZURRP ZIPP
There we go!
Uh oh...Looks like a snow thunderstorm is brewing, here we go again!
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