January 18, 2024
I slept 6.5 hours, checked in to 2 places, took 3 photos, wrote 2 microblogs, and walked 3.5 miles. I was in Des Moines.
| woke up after sleeping 6.5 hours | ||
| “It smell like gas, I think somebody pooped” might be 21 savage’s best lyric ever. | ||
| checked in at Either/Or, Des Moines, Iowa | ||
| checked in at Brooks' Dead End Ranch, Des Moines, Iowa | ||
| I just ate shit on ice while shoveling my driveway. Feet right out from under me, twisted, both knees straight to the concrete. Yow! Haven’t fallen like that in a bit. | ||
| fell asleep |
