I spent the day walking around in the sun at the Commercial Drive festival.
Called an ambulance for a Brazilian guy who was lying on the ground throwing up, had a lump on his head, and didn’t know what had happened to him.
Tried to find a place to get dinner and every restaurant in sight was full, because of the aforementioned festival.
Decided to just get groceries and make dinner at this guy’s house since he lived so close by. I’ve hung out with him a few times before but don’t know him all that well and it felt terribly awkward to be cooking dinner together at his place.
I would love to take a hot bath but I can’t because I got my foot henna-ed and it’s not allowed to get wet yet. I am going to bed now instead.
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