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i'm having a bryant park internet session because my apartmentnet isn't working and i needed to get out of the house because earlier today i had a wall-in-room-with-no-windows-painting session that could not be continued because i don't have a ladder or an extension handle for my paint roller thing and when i went to the paint store down the street it was closed at 2pm on a friday. i didn't have any idea what to do then, so i just bought pickles. i just rediscovered pickles this summer and i am seriously in love with them. they are a perfect summer snack. when i am sweaty and dying from death heat, i like to come home and inhale a few sandwich strips of kosher dills -- it cools you RIGHT down! i guess that's how i'll be getting my vegetables for the remainder of august and the warm parts of september. there are only a few short pickleweeks left!!!!! but guess what? my gas is back on in my apartment, although it hasn't been on yet in the two weeks that i've lived there so i don't think the word "back" applies to me but STILL!!! i'm going to make fuckin peanut butter heath bar blondies as soon as i'm home and not drunk. and then maybe i'll make some oatmeal cookies, just in case i eat all the peanut butter things by myself this weekend while i'm catsitting upstairs. oh yeah, i'm catsitting for some people upstairs that i've never met and i'm getting paid in beer, tv, air conditioning, and feline love (yikes, that sounded so dirty and i'm really yikesing because i LIKED that dirty sound.)
i'm having peepark syndrome.
i'm having peepark syndrome.