Tuesday top 3:
1. Walk to gym. Lane swim. Sauna. Dress. Spend 10 minutes primping in an attempt to make your blue skin appear at least, half living. Then: spend the next 45 minutes walking to work getting snowflake facials, thus destroying any semblance of grace by the time your snowflake [jizz] soaked body tumbles into the office.
Dear Toronto, why do we put up with this misogynistic winter bullshit? Let you blow your load all over us for 6 months, and for what? Your charming personality? Your hockey skills? I’m leaving you* for the warm embrace of ArgentinaBrazilLaos. I mean it this time! *shh I love you.
2. While in the midst of a 45 minute facial-attack, I tried to escape via DoDos. And you know what? The banjo is so underrated, it adds so much sweetness. Specifically on “Walking”. And ok, the DoDos may not be the Wordsworth of the indie music scene (please buy a rhyming dictionary before the next release boys…) but holy fuck that song is relevant. You can apply the lyrics to anything. In an admittedly possibly overreaching comparison, there’s a hint of Buffalo Springfield or maybe Fleetwood Mac in there…and definitely a bit of Sufjan Stevens.
Maybe it’s just a perfect walking song.
Maybe the cold makes me nostalgic.
3. My job is awesome.
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