#sandy eggo

Booggrawl. ooooh boy we grawling

Anyone in San Diego go karaokeing?

I've discovered an incredible neighborhood shitpost on google maps that I can't talk about without doxxing myself hard but it's a bit with several dozen participants and I'm delighted

I want a Quietest Neighborhood ranking for major cities. Not a euphamism- not best, not "safest," not most boring, like literally do a catch can test equivalent with decibel readers. Make a heat map even

alas; got home from out-of-town top surgery early enough to be in the vague vicinity of sd pride, but not early enough that I wouldn't get winded just walking to the bus stop that could take me to sd pride. sitting on my couch in a thematic outfit and the medical binder I've formed a love-hate-hate-hate relationship with. have fun ya'll see you next year

third least favorite thing about living in San Diego (and this is only because I've been spoiled by living in the bay area and la previously) is the absolute DEARTH of record stores offering new releases, Amoeba please open a sattelite here pleeeeease pretty please

silent hill-ass mornings in sd right now, cant see buildings three doors down

I now know enough about local plant life and geography and weird urban development quirks that I can accurately ID San Diego from a photo or video clip. partner turned on the new Big Time video and three seconds in I was pointing at the tv saying San Diego, and sure enough, yeah, San Diego