poached eggs, lavender lattes and :/

Nothing like a banging breakfast with one of my favourite dudes to put myself in a better mood. That sentence sounded SO 1998. 

Matt and I have decided on two things:

1. Brunch Sundays are going to be a thing from now on.

2. Themed parties once a month (October: breakfast, November: Lego, December: Festivus)

We ate too much food. Ooed and awwed over how fucking incredible Medina's bacon is and then decided to walk up to Commercial. I left feeling pretty good on life. 

(The rest of this blog post has been deleted due to be being emotional and dumb. I really need to force myself to write in a journal.)

In other news, I've downloaded Minecraft in hopes to spark my love of video games again.