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Letter 37

03 / JAN 2023

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Letter 37

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Henlo Friends,

How are ya, now? Oh me, not s’bad. It’s been a little rough but here’s me trying to take my own advice and give my balls a tug.

So here’s some stuffs I thought I’d share with ya this week, Ferda.

  1. In the last two weeks, I was invited to display a few photos at my friend’s art show, wrapped up my first hipcamp photo gig, started a new instagram to archive my photography crap, and went to a party where I thought some of the people looked like skids straight outta Letterkenny (rips and all).

    thankful for my homie m.Unit for letting me drag her on this roadtrip.

  2. Jake Frew came out with another video and it hit me in my feelies. This is the kind of stuff I’d like to try one day. There’s something about making a montage with sick memories you’ll forget and come back to like this. It’s amazing.

  3. I made a ridiculously stupid tiktok video and if you can hear it in my laughter then you can hear it lol

    @dearpaulajeanrex adventures
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  4. The Teletubbies planned to have a birthday brunch for Dipsy in Hollywood one day. Before the Uber arrived, the Teletubbies (on empty stomachs) slammed four shots of tequila, some cookies and a hot pocket. They arrived at the place and the first thing they ordered was a tequila punch bowl. One hour and a few rounds later, Dipsy somehow found a way to consistently fall throughout the bar while making his way out for a smoke break. “Nah, I got this”, he said as he vomitted waterfalls from the balcony to the sidewalk below. It was only 5:30ish pm. Another hour later, half of the Teletubbies were passed out on the floor at the brunch place’s parking lot while they waited for their Uber. Lala uncontrollably laughed while trying (kind of) to take care of them. Somehow after eight shots and four punch bowls (plus a lot of fries and pizza), she had survived semi-functioning. As Dipsy walked over to the Uber, he stumbled on his own fucking legs and fell. This dude’s shoes (yes, both fucking shoes) came off when he fell and Lala died laughing. Tinky Winky attempted to help Dipsy up and, in his drunkness, fell on top of Dipsy. The Uber driver took one look at these dudes and declined to take the Teletubbies home. They vowed to never go that hard again.. or so they say.

  5. The people who make this kind of stuff are hilarious lol

    Celina Barajas (@celinabarajas) • Instagram video
  6. In case you’ve been keeping up with my chisme, I abandoned my feelings for heart eyes man. He’s still dope, but I found myself not communicating the way I normally would. I stopped being myself and it sucks that I boxed in myself like that. Maybe the next time I meet someone at the dog park, I won’t be too afraid to unequivocally be my full potty-mouthed awkward but honest self.

  7. Here’s a favorite photo i’ve taken since the last spam mail. It’s Kuma at Trona Pinnacles. We left home around 2:30am to catch the sunset here at 7am. Fucking worth it.

    we love the dessert

Yeah so,

I hope this week feels short and sweet for both you and me. Sending you the upmost good vibes or whatever similar new slang there is these days; and if you’re also still being affected by mercury in the microwave:

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Until next time,

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