Pony Silk

I’ve been waiting for March to be over and it’s finally happening, but I feel like I’m always trying to cheat time. I always call Easter Sunday “Oyster Sunday” for no good reason except that I love Chesapeake oysters.

12:00AM 
At midnight, I was eating taco bell in my friend Sarah’s car while they drove us to see the cherry blossoms. I had been feeling very off all day, and despite going to Nasim's witchy spring cocktail party, I still felt crazy, and Sarah said the blossoms could cure me. We go to Swarthmore instead of Fairmount, cause I've already been to fairmount and Sarah used to go to Swarthmore. Apparently you actually can’t be too sad when you’re under a cherry blossom tree, and I somehow feel a bit better. My hair actually matches the blossoms cause my friend Wes (@scavengersdaughterbeauty she is amazing) dyed it earlier this week. I've never had pink hair before and it's exciting.

1:30AM

Cherry blossom magic wore off as we were driving back and I feel bad again. I stayed at Sarah’s house cause I was afraid of bringing my uneasy energy to my bedroom. They made my bed on their new (old) leather couch and it's very comfy and project some beautiful movie that I drift off to.

10AM

I woke up at Sarah’s and they wanted to make Mexican confetti eggs for Easter. I made steamed eggs over rice for breakfast with the leftover eggs. I use my mom's recipe for the first time ever outside of her instruction and it feels nice. Sarah reminds me it's Connie's birthday today and there's a party later.

1:30PM

I go back home and wash my sheets in attempt to wash away my weird mood. I normally work on Sundays, but the club opens late on Easter and I don't work late nights anymore. It's the first Sunday that I’ve truly had all to myself in a while, so I feel very selfish with my time. I try to do chores and stretch.

3:30PM

Jess comes by to catch up and we smoke cigs on my porch for a bit.

5PM
Afterwards, I lay in bed and watch Palm Royale, this new Laura Dern show that I love. I try to plan my week, and realize my car registration expires tomorrow and that I need to get my passport renewed. I also haven’t done my taxes or groceries yet. I'm feeling overwhelmed by all the tasks and I remember that I found this adorable bunny candle at Clark Park yesterday, and debate lighting it. I ignore all of my tasks and watch more Palm Royale. I don't light the candle.

7PM
It’s Connie’s birthday in a couple hours, and I haven’t done groceries yet, so I drive to Trader Joes while the sun is setting. I sing a little too hard to Deftones in my car and miss my exit on 76. I debate driving to South philly to buy more cigarettes, but I still have half a pack left, so I circle back and almost miss the exit again. I live in west but I'm loyal to the guy I buy cigs from in south and I get anxious when I don’t have at least one full pack of cigarettes.

8:30PM

I make it to Connie’s birthday and it’s wonderful. There’s a beautiful buffet, beverage selection, and a lot of people who I haven’t seen in a couple years. I catch up with people and find out everyone has mixed feelings about the upcoming solar eclipse, myself included. There’s also birthday karaoke and more smoking on porches.

11PM

I’m tired and try to Irish goodbye, but I realize I left my phone inside and walk back in. Someone is singing Yue Liang Dai Biao Wo De Xin 月亮代表我的心 (The Moon Represents My Heart) by Teresa Teng on karaoke and Connie sings with them! It’s my first time hearing Connie sing karaoke (they have previously hosted karaokes but refused to sing!) and it always makes me happy when people who refuse to do karaoke finally sing. I stay a couple minutes longer to sing another Theresa Teng song, Tian Mi Mi, before going home.

11:45PM

I’m finally in bed, and it’s rare that I get to be in bed this early. I’m pretty bad at sleeping, but am excited to get cozy in my freshly washed sheets and duvet. We’re finally done with March. Happy Oyster.

Pony is a triple Sagittarius whose ideal situation is a smoking bar that has pool and occasionally karaoke (which sadly doesn't exit in Philly).