I don’t know how it’s possible that I haven’t posted this yet but it’s here now and it will probably cure all your ills, if your ills can be cured by an earnest accoustic/folk cover of one of the most melodramatic songs of our time

Is it just that somehow every time I show up here we’re doing twists and deep hip openers, or have I just cried in this studio too many times to not (almost) cry in this studio?

Can we just watch the Herbalife commercial every time? At least that’s a carefully diverse group of people being earnest instead of very earnestly rationalized racism on a large budget.

WE ARE JUSY TRYING TO WATCH ANIMALS BE WEIRD TO EACH OTHER BECAUSE WE DIDNT GET TO WATCH PERICLES AND YOU
COME
INTO
OUR
HOUSE

There was a Florida-style downpour from five to seven, so obviously my roommate and I are out for Shakespeare in the Park. Distant rumbles and damp mist, but I have been promised a weird, raunchy, and pleasing staging of Pericles. (Elm Shakespeare Co At Edgerton Park)

There was a Florida-style downpour from five to seven, so obviously my roommate and I are out for Shakespeare in the Park. Distant rumbles and damp mist, but I have been promised a weird, raunchy, and pleasing staging of Pericles. (Elm Shakespeare Co At Edgerton Park)

Something about how things do change

My capital-e Ex-boyfriend was my camp counselor before we started dating (I KNOW). Going through my files just now, I found letters he gave me (I keep almost every note anyone sends me) while I was still a camper, ten years old now. When I put them in a folder to save, they were precious relics from one of the most emotionally significant periods of my very tiny young life. Now I wonder how it’s possible that he wasn’t fired—or that he managed to convince himself that that was okay. I can’t decide whether I should keep them out of loyalty to my baby self or get rid of them because I have been counseling staff for nine years and leadership for three and the kind of horrible judgment and foreshadowing of the later shitshow they exhibit makes me want to retch and cry.