Today I got a new tattoo. A third tattoo. No videos this time. Julie serenaded us with tales of Earl’s impending death, Savannah brought the back-ups (Max, Hoegaarden & Doritos), Erin screamed in pain and Kyung Jin very kindly provided the Dutch mustard, cheese, and wine, not to mention the ink and needles. So for … More Thrice
1. Costco. Having all my sharp cheddar cheese needs fulfilled at a short scooter ride away. 2. Being a foreigner. Feeling so outside of culture, that I rarely feel self-conscious (like when taking pictures of cheese in Costco, for example). 3. My plants. I’m amazed at how green and full they’ve been looking lately; my … More Feeding the addiction
What started out as an ordinary trip to Costco, (to feed the sharp cheddar cheese addiction, obviously), quickly got weird when not three minutes after I entered, we lost power. Black out. But because it’s Costco, there were, of course generators which quickly brought us back to about 30% of the regular lighting. We could … More The wackness of Costco
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