Letter 49
Discover more from SPAM
Oh hello nerds,
How’re you now? Remember the last spam, when I said I wasn’t dying from the heat at our new home yet? I done did it folks. I either jinxed myself ..or the inevitable is here. It’s averaging over 100 degrees daily now and IT IS HOT. It might just be time to start figuring out how portable air conditioners work because holy crap, some days I can’t even think straight because the two fans I have are not powerful enough to defeat the desert heat.
Welp - here’s some stuffs I thought i’d share with you this week, bud.
It’s a trip how much time can really pass by when we’re trying to get our lives straight. I was lucky to catch up with an old homie I rarely see or speak to nowadays, but man it’s so dope to really dive into conversation and be more open about how disorienting my anxiety has been lately. It made me step back and think “Wow, I needed that”. Pacheco can really say some profound shit sometimes.
I finally picked up reading again and finished another Ryan Holiday book in a few days. This dude has wrote ten books and i’m more than half way done with his.. discography (?/!) lol You know that feeling when you revisit once of your hobbies and it lights a fire under your ass? For someone that enjoys reading and writing as much as I do, it’s like the hug I didn’t know I needed.
Here’s a favorite photo I’ve taken recently. If Kuma could talk, he’d probably tell ya’ll how much hell I’ve put him through. He’s had to endure this heat, deal with my awkward singing on long ass car rides, and adjust to the move to another city with me. But I bet he’d also tell you how he’d still ride or die with me. He is love in it’s most unconditional form.
Yeah so,
In an effort to get better at adulting, my whole youtube algorithm has changed to cooking channels. As an oriental, i don’t know how to cook rice on a stove. All my life, i was taught how to make rice in a rice cooker. Last week, I tried to make the synchiest copycat recipe of Chipotle’s cilantro lime rice and girl, I thought no one could really fuck up rice, but I sure did.. twice. I decided to go back to my roots and do things the way my god intended, so I thrifted a rice cooker.
Until next time my dudes-
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