This morning I did yoga. I’ve been doing it every morning, for at least ten minutes, for the past two weeks, and it is really great so far.
This afternoon, I finished a new mini-zine, then went to make photocopies. At checkout, I was surprised by how much the copies cost, and I said so. Not in a mean way, just in a “wow, I didn’t think they’d cost so much” way. The cashier took pity on me, and found a coupon that saved me nearly $20. I thanked her profusely.
After that, I drove around for a while, listening to an old mix tape that had the perfect transition of Apocalypse Hoboken into Jawbreaker into The ‘Mats. Then I went to the bakery and bought pączkis.
Now, I’m freaking out–in a good way, of course–about Bey’s new single/video (I’m going to write something about it, because I have to). I’m also drinking beer and whiskey, eating pączkis, listening to N’awlins music, and I have a big pot of gumbo simmering on the stove–because I celebrate Fat Tuesday/Mardi Gras both Midwest-style and Southern-style.
I have already written a ton of thoughts on this for the next analysis so I won’t go into too much detail, but I’m glad to know real places exist in EEnE. I’m deeply confused by how these flavors work, and why there are states and cities mixed in, whether or not Slovak jawbreakers/MisEdventures are genuine confirmation of these being canon flavors, since we’ve also heard fruit flavors and flavors that are just color.