Saturday

From last night.
Trek and ice cream, a combo that will never fail.

Corey doesn't appreciate large amounts of chocolate bits in her ice cream
Allan likes to pretend he's not ridiculously excited about eating three different kinds of ice cream
Lucifer, that poor boy will eat anything, but this time he was only allowed to watch
I'm gonna put way more Cherry Garcia in my portion next time...

Today me, Allan, Corey and her friend Sara, who just arrived yesterday, went to a flea market.
Early.
On a sunday.
When we came home we mostly felt like taking a nap, but instead we changed into work clothes and went to the shop to paint.
It's looking good, but i'm still a little panicky about moving in (fuck! shit!) less than a week.
Whatever.
It'll go the way it goes and somehow we'll manage.
Pictures from the shop tomorrow, now it's time for Weeds!

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