Rennia

SUNDAY FUNDAY (4.7.24)

Woke up. Chipper as hell. Hair is VERY overdue for a retwist. Think about this while rolling around in bed for an hour. Roll out of bed around 10ish. Practice drums on my drum pad, which has recently been moved to my bedroom so I’ll actually play. Make breakfast. Realize I’m out of cafe bustelo. Drink a very weak cup of coffee. Feeling luxurious so I make myself a raspberry crisp with a little browned butter streusel topping. Sensational. Get a little jazz going. Tidy up the absolute whirlwhind of mess from my weekend. Do two loads of laundry. Observe the light from one of our first sunny days in a while. Wash my hair (1 hr). Oil my scalp. Make a pesto pasta with frizzled onion. Enjoy said pasta. Open patio door for the first time all season and enjoy the light. Play Makaya McCraven. Retwist my hair.  Miss a call from a friend, call her back and somehow miss her. Take a break to watch a vlog of a woman who moved to Mexico City. Text Azizi. Finish retwisting my hair. Admire my fresh scalp. Journal (20 mins). Scheme. Stop by the liquor store for a white claw. Come home. Wait 10 mins. Head to Ritner Street for my first jazz show at notsolatin. People watch. Listen. Sway. People watch some more. Duck out early since I’ve still got weekend errands to run. Head to acme. Pick up a loaf of bread, extra sharp cheddar cheese, and something else that I can’t remember. Stop at CVS. Pick up toothpaste and foil (w/ my dad’s discount card). Head home. Fuck around on the internet for a bit. Brush my teeth and go to sleep (11:30ish).