In my spare time I'm finding new ways to burn the candle at both ends by going to the climbing gym, volunteering with Transportation Alternatives, and going on 5AM bike rides with my cycling club. "Do you even sleep?" you might ask. The answer is no, I'm burning a candle at both ends, it's very bright in my room and I'm sensitive to light. It's an issue. Please send help.
...ensuring that I have your consent before I launch into my twelve minute rant about how Frank Lloyd Wright is responsible for climate change and systemic oppression in America. Yeah, I know it sounds crazy, but get your own weird conspiracy theory. This one's mine.
...scouring the vast expanse of the internet for new music. I've got a one-new-band per week addiction with actual withdrawal symptoms. Or would they be... symptones?
MOVIES: Pretentious art flicks with 20 lines of dialogue total.
SHOWS: It took a few episodes to warm up to, but Bojack Horseman might be one of the best series I've ever seen.
MUSIC: If they've played at St. Vitus, they're probably in my library.
FOOD: I routinely mess up grabbing curry powder instead of cumin off the spice rack, so get at me if you want surprise Indian food when I say I'm making enchiladas for dinner
— Constantly losing my dad's old pocket knife and feeling guilty about it until I do the laundry and find it again
— A liter of extra virgin olive oil. Friends have accused me of drinking it, but that only happened one time c'mon guys
— A sub from Wegmans. What's Wegmans? You are in for a treat.
— Maraschino cherries with stems (it matters)
— Informing my coworker that yes, I did bike into work today, just like I have every day for the past two years, yes I know it's snowing, no, that's never stopped me before, yes Zandra I know I'm crazy
✓ happy hour at a local joint and trying drinks with weird ingredients
✓ a lazy afternoon climbing session (I have guest passes galore if you need 'em)
✓ visiting one of the Dia:Beacon satellite locations and practicing thoughtfully stroking our chins to appear like we get it