I am unable to leave due to the constant “outpouring” of beer and sausages.
Day: August 2, 2024
I went on a spy mission to Cacao just now.
People don’t start eating here till around 11.
AND, GET THIS.
They sold almost 6000 tickets for the party tomorrow already, expecting almost 10k people….that’s fucked.
20 year anniversary….may god have mercy on my soul.
New sushi place, new pants, time to rock and roll…
My new camping kit has chop sticks now.
Perfect for chicken wings, chips and stabbing people.
OMG pouring rain for 0 seconds next week.
Still not possible to hang out outside. It’s death.
I tried some patios and even inside restaurants with their aircons cranked….hot as fuck.
WE ARE ALL GONNA DIE!!!
I have to make small afternoon stops at home to pet the cats and tell them my “outside stories” and cool off..
Fuck it’s hot.
Veal sausages increase virility and overall meat mass.
Sooo tasty.
Reading about Intel.
Huge tech market selloff….we’re all gonna die!!!