What’s the haps, fam?
Me? Work’s been a total fuck so I haven’t had time to indulge in any hobbies (like smoking crack and/or shitposting). Today I told my wife, I’m finally going to get around to brewing beer. So I’m doing that.
Might BBQ later, hit the gym., and dream about revolution and freeing the masses. Maybe a Home Depot run. We’ll see.
This was a good use of my evening but the experience of walking into a new place and like six people going “OH! [name] said you were coming! weve been looking forward to meeting you!” was really, really jarring. I also asked the speaker the dumbest question of the night and that was mortifying.