gonna try oats for brekkie

Helsinki Mansplaining Massacre looks like an entertaining short film i need to see.

i watched Im Your Man, a german film about android partners of the near future. not a particularly novel idea (Cherry 2000!) but very enjoyable and not too predictable. ive recommended it to others.

annoying things:

1. if a teaspoon is too heavy and you eat yoghurt and leave the spoon in the cup, itll fall over.

2. an ad for a hairbrush i keep seeing where they claim that brushing your hair is the single best thing you can do for your hair. lol what.

in one of my dreams last night a pair of my sheertex tights magnificently broke, one hole turned into another and another and i just watched it happen. then i realised it was my first pair, which i got november 22, and i felt better. like, they served me well, i’ll get another. i rarely remember dreams much past right after wake up so this is different, especially as it was so mundane. how come i remember THAT dream?

something (ok not ”something”, Trump and Musk & co throwing shit at the fan) got me sort of worried about where everything is headed.    

i started listening to Rejection by Tony Tulathimutte. fiction! im so proud of myself. but it sounds realistic and is entertaining. so far, anyway. im only about 10% in. i checked how it’s officially described as since i’m not sure how to describe it; 

Sharply observant and outrageously funny, Rejection is a provocative plunge into the touchiest problems of modern life. The seven connected stories seamlessly transition between the personal crises of a complex ensemble and the comic tragedies of sex, relationships, identity, and the internet. (the publisher)

i found it via a mention in a finnish newspaper. well i think its a full review but i only got a few sentences into the description of a book that apparently describes being rejected with disturbing accuracy, after which i had to go find it. not sure why that sounded so compelling. real sounding feelings and experiences around romantic life often pull me in. 

Guardian article on ”how business bullshit took over”.

Aseel and i went to Brixtons new-ish board game cafe Otter Chaos to have a bite, and to play games obviously.

got these cute things from her (chocolate, soap, lip balm)

been also playing with doctor at home.

we had a date night on tuesday, went to Soif in Clapham Junction. 

i mean, what? i think im pretty open as to what legacy can mean. but guess not cos a casket of whiskey just sounds ridiculous.