Tonight Will from downstairs came over to cook us dinner at our apartment.
This was a big moment because in our apartment recently we've been mostly eating taco bell sauce packets.
It was very hip of us. Will made black bean tofu and noodles all bought from a thai market.
It was all going well until the coconut.
Coconuts, it turns out, are immensely difficult to open.
After a hammer, multiple knives, and being dropped on the kitchen floor once or twice by Will from downstairs we made a small hole and were able to subtract some coconut meat.
In the end my roommate's boyfriend went and got us blizzards from Sonic.
It wasn't quite as hipster.
But it was a lot less work.

I'm what they call 'a disaster' when it comes to all things involving tools.
Luckily I have a very handy man roommate who assembles furniture for me.
Unluckily said roommate is gone for the summer.
So today I assembled my own book case.
I'm independent as they say. I'm a strong woman as they say.
It took me two hours.
And one shelf is in backwards.
Irrelevant I say.

Always Love this

Working Girl

Recently I started a new job working as an office assistant/ secretary/ person.

In my head my job looks like this:

In reality it's not quite as interesting, however, I do wear a lot of dresses and heels to work.

Also today I used the paper shredder for like an hour.

So that was pretty much fantastic.