So my pops and my little sister are gonna be in NYC tonight. My moms will be here tomorrow. Which is tite because I get free food on food on food. I'll wear nice clothes and shave and shower and meet them at a restaurant and order soup and a salad and an entree and some dessert. And I'll have the ill stomach ache, but it won't matter because I won't have to eat again for a week. Which is a good look considering I don't have a "job" or a "source of income" other than DJing or any of that other stuff that adults are supposed to have.
It's also tite because I love my family and blah, blah, blah. But that's obviously overshadowed by the food.
My cat is ultimate levels of radical and swell. Like I'm sitting here organizing my crates and listening to music and blogging. At my desk, not in bed. And he's curled up next to me sleeping. Cleaning himself. Etc. And I'm like, "Yo Greg, lemme know if this music's too loud." And he's all, "You kidding, fam? You know I love tech house!" Greg the Cat is a really great cat.
Canyons - See Blind Through (DJ Harvey Remix) by modularpeople
