Best friend status.

Best friend status.

Heritage – just because.

A&J Seafood Shack – I love it. My kids love it.

Liv’s – best thing on 2nd.

Tacos Lionydas – best al pastor in town.

Chiang Rai – c’mon don’t ask just go.

Little Coyote – most controversial pick and keeping it.
Gusto Bread – I don’t want to hear it.

San & Wolves – on the weekly.

I logged into my Facebook account for the first time in two months today.
I got the fuck out quick as fuck.
I’m toying with the idea of
Re-downloading the instagram account
Just so I can get the love again
Because on twitter
I gets no love
But I’d rather not
When I think about it
At the end of the day
Because these would be cheap love
Love that I cannot hold
Love that I cannot kiss
Just some ethereal love
The love that happens
When two people think about
Each other at the exact same time
or at the very least
In the past 24 hours.
Just know that I spelled Jabbawockeez right on the first try having never spelled that word out ever in my life. I commend myself for having the wherewithal to trust my gut and listen to the parts of my soul that handles such things like emotion and ego and hip-hop circa 1993.
To let out deep seated frustrations, shame, and guilt by expressing a person’s truest, most profound hate and feelings through the comments sections of subreddits in hopes of ruining a stranger’s day, night, or week, depending on the length of the comments thread.
For example, “After a long drawn out day at the office and faced with another night of dealing with high energy children on their first week of summer, Roel began Reddit Rage Writing to release the negative energy from his mind and body.”
Nobody talks about The Internet enough. I will.