I'm suffering through another motherfucking unending Goddamned street dance. Some talentless hacks have been belting out a horrible, dated, miserable excuse for music for the past seven and three-quarters hours. I am not exaggerating when I say that if I had the means, I would shut up the entire fucking town in an instant. I HATE THIS PLACE.
Instead, I'm fantasizing about being anywhere but here. At the moment, fondly remembering a trip I took to Washington, D.C. a few years ago. These are from day 1.
The Library of Congress
U.S. Supreme Court
U.S. Patent & Trademark Office (or, how I know I'm a nerd)
The Capitol Building
The National Gallery of Art
The Federal Trade Commission
Archives of the United States
D.C. squirrels seemed especially bouncy & athletic