It’s hard to take a clear picture when you’re laughing so hard.
It’s hard to take a clear picture when you’re laughing so hard.
I live on the edge of downtown Minneapolis, where there is a two-story Target approximately a quarter mile from my apartment.
And yet I always end up in the suburbs.
Hallelu.
Everything has thawed and I am at the lakes so much that I canceled my gym membership. This was a long time coming.
I knew there was something wrong when I came home and bones were all over the living room. And then look who I found in my bed:
This week? Work, snow, some epically bad dates, dog walks, drag shows and a lot of dancing:
Halvers and I went to the townhouse for classafrass earlier in the week:
And the snow quickly gave way to real spring temperatures. The lake was packed today.
Gateway no longer supports my FX laptop (or even acknowledges that the model exists). I can’t find any new drivers for it and it’s slowly dying. So I went to Mall of America on Saturday to hunt for a new computer. The mall usually has some random event on the weekends, and this week it was all about fancy cars:
Big Box had mostly low-end laptops ($300-$400) and the uber expensive Macs. The 17-inch Mac started at $2,500 – which wasn’t happening.
I then went to the Apple store to see if they had anything better but I was immediately turned off by the lack of customer service. The greeter was preoccupied with his watch and no one came to help me in the five minutes I was in the store. I quickly balked at the prices and fled across the hallway to the Microsoft store.
The salespeople at the Microsoft store were super patient with my 3o-minutes worth of questions. I eventually bought a HP Envy Beats edition, which is 17-inch beast with 3D capabilities and a professional sound card. It’s fancy, and I named it Herman.
My laptop only got used for homework this weekend because Ableton has to manually approve my license for the new laptop. It’s a German company, so you know they aren’t open for Easter.
Being productive isn’t the worst way to spend a Sunday. Maybe this can be a regular thing.
I can always tell when Harley needs to go out because I get the glare.
It’s mid-April, so this is not okay.
And then four hours later, all of the snow is gone and flowers are visible.
What the hell, Minneapolis?
This week? Well.
I spent a lot of time in the car. Driving to work, school, and the burbs for Wal-Mart.
Apparently Gertrude can stay still for photos!
I fear for her life sometimes. She thinks that my new Aldo shoes are chew toys, and it’s not technically animal cruelty if you’re defending your manlettos.
Okay, I have a confession.
But seriously, I live a glamorous life.
Spring is coming along nicely in Loring Park.
I wish I bought non-organic mint sometimes.
Sigh. These dogs.
I love the Gay 90’s on Friday.
Work, tax clinic, grocery store, apartment showing, long dog walk, Miami housewives….
I sometimes question my phone’s navigation system.
Who needs mulch when you can have peanuts?
The Minneapolis Popeye’s makes me blush.