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Everyone got to pick their own tea, which came in separate tea pots with the cutest tea cozies.


Life’s been pretty weird lately, in the way that it usually is – a mix of highs and lows, good and bad, dry and rainy (no! bad rain!). Now that I am apparently a legitimate grown-up with a nine-to-five job, I’ve turned into a weekend warrior, where everything I do on the weekend is to the extreme. I either aggressively nap and laze around all day, or spend a full twelve hours going on cute adventures with my friends when we were originally only supposed to meet for some tea. The latter happened a couple of weeks ago. I met up with Cindy, Cat, and Avery for high tea at La Petite Cuillère, a tea house on main street. We were served by probably the nicest woman in the world, like, she was sweeter than all the sugar cubes we took with our tea. It was amazing.




There’s no doubting I’ve been in a mood lately, and things have been happening so fast and at such weird times and in terrible and terrific ways. It also doesn’t help that Daylight Savings is an evil sucking assface.

In other news, I figured out how to operate the remote for my camera! (There were victory arms.)

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