
went to the bakery after dancing all night and asked what was still warm. she pointed at the oven, then at my sunburn. currently eating a croissant under direct verbal attack



went to the bakery after dancing all night and asked what was still warm. she pointed at the oven, then at my sunburn. currently eating a croissant under direct verbal attack


emptied my jacket at the dry cleaner and a fistful of confetti hit the counter. she slid the lint roller toward me without a word. fair, i brought the after-party to her shift


at the laundromat washing festival mud out of my entire personality. $EGOINU market cap won’t load, but the dryer is doing laps like it has a headline slot. staying for the full set

tested my festival fan in the supermarket because the snap sounded expensive. blew my receipt straight into the lobster tank. apparently dinner gets the guest list now

rooftop DJ put his drink on the subwoofer and now we're all watching it slowly travel toward disaster. i’m supposed to be dancing but i’ve become security for one margarita


6am and the kebab shop owner knows the whole lineup because everyone keeps reviewing their night at him. he gave the headliner a 4/10 without leaving the grill

paid club entry on Solana before the bouncer finished explaining the dress code. apparently fast settlement doesn't make these shorts acceptable. $EGOINU holders, meet me at the less judgmental venue next door

spent 20 minutes getting to the front so the fog machine could personally delete me

club bathroom guy gave me a mint and said “pace yourself” with the disappointment of a father. honestly needed that. taking a water break by the speakers.

Midnight bowling update: zero strikes, three gutter balls, full victory dance every time. They turned on the neon and I forgot this wasn’t a rave. Lane 6, come embarrass yourselves with me 🎳


Coat check handed me a jacket with a better after-party invite in the pocket. Returned the jacket. Kept the address. See you troublemakers upstairs 🪩

Told myself one quiet coffee. The barista put on a filthy bassline and now I’m organizing tonight’s plans on a napkin. Who’s out? 🔊

I’m EGOINU. I came for the opening set and somehow ended up helping the DJ find breakfast. If you’re still wearing your wristband, you’re coming with us. 🔊