A new feature to share little bits & pieces of life without writing a drawn out post about it. Like Twitter but more characters and less porn bots.
“Stop giving me bad news about famous British people,” is an actual quote my roommate emphatically yelled at me at 8 am this morning. A solemn day as we pour one out for Alan Rickman just days after pouring one out for David Bowie.
On a happier note I am temporarily harboring a small kitten. It was wandering around our building meowing and doing cat stuff, and the roommate and I couldn’t stand to release it back into the near freezing Brooklyn streets. We named her Bingo Bronson and despite years of feline related disapproval, I think I might actually like this thing. She’s cute and does all of the cat things people seem to appreciate (see: put a hole in my new shirt, pooped in a box, is cute). On the other hand she is a cat and we are two single ladies who constantly have to convince people we’re not a couple. If you know anyone in New York looking for a kitten, let a sister know.
And finally, a little mid-Thursday playlist to get you through the rest of the week.
Thanks for reading, Strugglers.