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Sunday, 5 June 2016

As far as Sundays go

Here's a good old fashioned blog post chronicling exactly what I did today! Yay! Not that I'm assuming you care about every intricate detail of my life. I just miss having a space for my thoughts and my adventures when you can just be. Bringing back the good ol' blog post on blogspot with shit quality photos and shit quality gifs. Aesthetics be damned. 

I was happily minding my own business being lazy in bed when Joe facetimed me. He looked exactly like I did - still in pjs and in bed - at 12:30. 

"Get off your bum and have coffee with me," he said.

"I have $10 until payday."

"I'm pretty sure I owe you a coffee. Get dressed. I'll pick you up in 15 minutes."

I mean who was I to turn down free coffee, amirite?

We bumped into Dilwin and sat outside. I had my coffee and cheesecake ("Order anything you want as long as it's 5 cents" - Joe). We took photos, we talked about plans, we sang songs, we drank water, and we danced along Victoria St in broad daylight. As far as Sundays go, this was worth getting out of my bed and putting on a bra for. 

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