we're under no impressions. just saying. but interning is pretty okay. and this time konrad and i are a team.
i left my camera at home so this is looking like a text update. of literally no value at all. to anyone. apart from the one or two cyberstalker obsessives who i know track my life with the desperate fervent interest of unemployed fashion-blog followers. because they probably are.
tomorrow i'll be making the best coffee in the world. in parkhurst. at a garish building that satanists painted black and landscaped with astroturf. it's called the super and i'm sure it'll be good. just avoid the people in robes carrying books and candles.
wait. i found a picture. the coffee will come from one of these machines, a faema e61 legend. konrad says you should come and get some of my hot white cream on your lips. flat white that is.
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