Tuesday post. March 5th 2024

It's TuesdayWorld, it is Tuesday. 

A Little Weekend Recap, Let Us Let You Know. HELLO. ☝☝☝☝☝☝

FRIDAY: PARTY . 

MOMENTS WHEN PAUSE WAS NECESSARY : 

It was raining and someone came inside from sitting outside alone 

with a boy they are kissing 

"Are my pants wet?" PAUSE

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There was more. 

Someone said "Now u have to flash the window 

for 10 seconds but it has to be your butt" 

"I'm not doing butt" PAUSE

                                                            

Saturday Morning, rock creek turns got too temping, and the rain and tires were not fucking with me. I am sorry to the people in the car who had to be part of this event. Grapevine saying I did a flip. (I said that). Who knows if it's true? Anyways now the car is towed. The sleeper is taking a nap but will be back. Watch out.

The lesson of the weekend: sometimes slowing down is a good idea. especially on a turn and a puddle.

RIP TO THE AXEL. 

Saturday night: Party (but we had to bike there) 

Emilia got the Title: NUMBER ONE TROLL

D.C. finally got a party, thank you D, B, F. You know who You are. Happy birthday March babies!

Today, not a quote from us, but a quote from Svedka Princess:

1. "Sometimes you get so close to somebody you end up on the other side of them"

2. "You have to let that person find their own personal legend"  

Another quote from a different dear friend of ours: 

"Please drink to my lactose intolerance tonight" 

Fact of the Day: 

When there was a bunch of bombs leftover from WWII, a lot of scientists were like "We need to find something good to do with them!", they almost decided to drop an atomic bomb in the eye of a hurricane so it would cancel out the hurricane but this didn't end up happening because someone published that it wasn't a good idea.  

On Sunday : We were about to bike to Papa's and then realized for the 5th time that Papa's is closed on Sundays. How do we never remember that Papas isn't open on Sundays? But better question: Why are we always trying to go to Papas on a Sunday? Not saying we're taking shots of Pink Whitney at the flea market. (that was not us) #goodboy. We just enjoy a good 1, 2, 5 beers on a Sunday. 

Interacting with the sun after consuming 5 beers is extra fun. Sorry. #yourmoralsarenotmine. 

OPPENHEIMER A SLUT. 

Just went crazy last night after watching Oppenheimer for the first time, it was more traumatic than losing my virginity. I sat there for all three 3 hours. Didnt get up to pee, didn't drink water, and couldn't look away. Afterward, my mom and I went out for a cigarette before bed, where we talked about how fucked history is and how I never learned any of it properly in school, though we could barely speak, our words were slurring because of our Post-Oppenhimer state of delirium, we kept trying to say- "what if toddlers ran the world" and it came out "whatiftod run work?". We ended the smoke early and went to bed. 

Side note: Who the fuck was going to tell me that Albert Einstein was kind of just alive, I thought bro came up with the theory of relativity in like the early 1800s. #E=MCSQUARED.

                

SO that's our recap. That's what's been what's up. Thank you for reading. See you soon. 

Eva and Emilia