hey does anyone want to gloomily wander the back streets of berkeley, california with me this weekend?? i have three half-drunk bottles of bottom-shelf trader joe’s wine that are screaming to get processed through various human organs. two of them are pretty OK

i’m serious lol

lemme know: octonaut [at] gmail [dot] com

or text me: [here is where i would put my phone number if i were a psycho]