Late 20s New Yorker. I edit music videos occasionally.
OMG there is so much ice on the ground. I feel like Bill Murray in the movie “What About Bob?”
Baby steps to the crosswalk. Baby steps to the corner. Baby steps to the OMGOMGDONTFALL… fire hydrant.
OMG we just picked upmths cute little guy named Cecil he’s adorablee.
I feel like I should leave my phone home. I have an odd feeling I’m going to lose it at the club.
Back to NY tomorrow. My friend is picking me up tonight and driving me to the airport tomorrow. If we go out tonight I hope certain friends of his don’t come. It’s not that I don’t like them. No. That’s basically it. I can’t stand them.