I am currently watching two guys carry bags of waste water out of the Nexus office. For a few harrowing hours the other night, sewage seeped into the office – perhaps the lagoon backed up – and all of you who think the Nexus is shit were temporarily correct.
Wednesday’s forecast: Leg Council holds its weekly meeting in the UCen – dangerously located halfway between the Nexus office and the lagoon. Fortunately, waste is their specialty.
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“dusty rusty crusty musty ass california hills”
“frowning in plaid (haunted radios, bird bones + anthropomorphized wind)”
“warming my hands on bridges i’ve burnt”
“songs that make me see god”
“My Playlist #236”
“classy wine moment and intellectual conversation”
“90s heroin chic model off duty”
“tweet tweet bird emoji map emoji”
“not my circus, not my monkeys”
“a grave is probably cheaper than an apartment”
“ATE THESE BITCHES LEFT NO CRUMBS / DID IT IN DESIGNER PUMPS”
