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My anxiety is really making an appearance today

Starting watching House of Guinness & I would risk it all for Anthony Boyle & his stupid mustache

Wine bar is playing Lady Gaga’s Telephone and I feel like I’m 20 at a trashy college party again.

Escaping reality by reading poetry and drinking a martini.

Shania Twain or LFO or Janet Jackson. I am not joking.

Drinking a martini solo & Selena comes on - I may cry in the corner.

So Into You is a perfect song

Been feeling kinda moody so I took myself to @portersqbooks.bsky.social , bought flowers, went grocery shopping, made a martini with green tomato liqueur from I picked up in the Hudson Valley, & am now sitting down to read. Just this week tho get through than two back to back short weeks.

Been listening to a lot of My Chemical Romance lately because I wish I was 16 again

In my nostalgia feelings tonight…listening to 2000s emo jams and reminiscing

It’s a good week when we get 2 episodes of @ifbookspod.bsky.social

Remembered I took tomorrow off for no reason so I’m in a basement bar having dirty martinis & garlic bread while Brandy (You’re a Fine Girl) is playing.

Rewatched Dirty Dancing Havana Nights and I imagine I’ll be dreaming about the dancing

Olivia Rodrigo deserves the fame Sabrina Carpenter has. (Not an either or, but a both)

For me, it’s been a rough week. The internet’s response to this couldn’t have come at a better time. Also, hands down the only good thing Coldplay has given us.

Okay this 311 Tiny Desk is everything I could’ve asked for. (And yes this is just who I am now)

What the fuck is toxic empathy? You mean not being a shitty human being?

Watching the Sleater-Kinney Tiny Desk & remembering when I cried seeing them live. (Before Janet left).

Had a rather sexy dream about Toto Wolff last night, so there’s that.

I think about this every time I take pictures of what have to be haunted old dolls in antique shops.

Listen, Bad Bunny does it for me.

On my second margarita while watching NPR Tiny Desks concerts & have donated to the National Parks

Little day drunk & ended up buying B-52s and Devo tickets.

Iced coffee on an empty stomach because I was already anxious. Today sucks

The slow, quiet start to the loud, powerful finish of Maybe This Time brings a tear to my eye every time.

I bet the first person who did the “tap someone on the shoulder but appear over the other one” was burned as a witch

Tonight’s movie is Cabaret

The whole scene when they’re in the outside dive bar and start drunkenly dancing together has been a goal of mine since I was 16 thanks to this movie.