I keep revisiting this place– it happens every few months. I get frustrated with myself and my affluent community. I feel guilty for being wealthy and for having so much. I mean, compared to my friends, I’m not rich– I make 35K and have about the same amount in student loans. [...]
Is this awesome, or what? It’s actually called a Ramen Spoon/Fork. Sold through the MoMA Store.
PS: This is not supposed to be my productive post.
I’m feeling angry right now.
Angry at the fact that I think nothing of spending $30 on groceries I don’t need, but hesitate when a homeless man asks me for a dollar.
Angry that I live in an affluent neighborhood full of young professionals who regularly blow $50 a night on alcohol, when $50 could feed a [...]
+ Joe and I walked around Georgetown yesterday and discovered Book Hill Park (tiny, tiny park that isn’t really indexed anywhere, not even mentioned as a Georgetown attraction). We also found a wonderful Argentinian gelato place called Dolcezza. Tried their pistachio and grapefruit flavors. Yummy! I definitely want to go back, [...]
So sad. I seriously started blanking at the 2:00 minute mark. And spent at least 20 seconds trying to figure out how to spell Kazakstan Kahzatstan Kazakhstan. Here’s my results:
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Conclusion: need to study atlases more.
Your turn!