mochinut was so good i had to go back and get the 12 count. there were a few more flavors i had to try out. the original, the honeydew, the coffee, and the ube. i also ate a spicy-ass pork spare rib noodle soup at boston soup dumplings. it wasn’t too bad to be honest. it was hot, but not unbearable, which means my spice tolerance is going up. afterwards, we came home to bagel. i know it was only one night, but i miss tf out of bagel when i’m away from him. we took a nap together, then walked. it’s 42 degrees at 7:32pm currently. not ideal, but better than what it normally is during a february in boston, so i guess it is ideal after all. i’m about to hit mandarin, get some mongolian beef, and come home to watch the nba all-star game. after, it’s unpacking and getting ready for another week of work.
i don’t want to wish away my weeks, but damn do i need to make them more bearable.
-ratha, 7:35pm, 2.19.23