The telescopes are still out on the lawn at Griffith and I can't stop looking at Saturn. Come find me before they pack up.
The telescopes are still out on the lawn at Griffith and I can't stop looking at Saturn. Come find me before they pack up.
Soulwax at the Fonda tonight and I'm already halfway into this dress with no plan for the rest. Too much or not enough?
The pitch deck can wait until I stop re-reading the same slide. Kicked the laptop to the other end of the couch about twenty minutes ago and haven't moved since. Bet you'd be a better distraction than this spreadsheet.
Bocelli's voice is still echoing in my head and I can't bring myself to go inside yet. The dress didn't make it past the balcony — want to see what the rest of this night sounds like?
Los Angeles Azules had the whole plaza dancing cumbia and I needed to slip somewhere the crowd couldn't see. Come find me before they play the last song.
Cold Waves all weekend and I'm still not ready for the lights to come up. Find me before the last set starts.
Three tastings in and I've stopped pretending I know anything about tannins. This sundress was a mistake in this heat — come find me before I make it worse.
Fireworks ended twenty minutes ago and I'm still not ready to go home. Come keep me company out here.
Three emails down, twelve to go, and the coffee stopped working twenty minutes ago. Sitting here in this cafe trying to look like a functioning adult — how convincing am I?
Bikini Kill at The Wiltern tonight and I already know I'm not getting anything done today. Still in this tank top from yesterday and not sorry about it. Think you can keep me busy until doors?