Friday

I don't remember that much about my last Friday except that it was pretty fun.

And I liked my outfit.
Also, my kidney stone passed! I didn't even feel it. It looks like a tiny brown pebble. I saved it. I think either the water in my building caused it (I bought a Britta today) or Red Bull.
Today is Saturday, my last day of being in my twenties.
Tonight I'm having a big party.
More on that soon.

Thursday

Oh 20s. I'll miss you. I'll miss your making bad decisions but thinking they're good. I'll miss your learning about codependent relationships, fluctuating weight, and networking. I'm glad I sifted through all kinds of shitty friendships with you in order to find out who I really liked. I had some great epiphanies during this decade. I enjoyed you, and I'll miss you!

I'll miss posing with a cigarette and thinking it looks cool too.

Today I woke up with insane kidney stone pain, so I took some pain pills and went to work. I was really nice to Keith and I wore the crazy Jeremy Scott leggings that Sam got for me. I still felt terrible so after work I went to Gavin and Emily's. Baby Sophie was sick too. We all chilled on the couch and drank tea and ate toast. From the leggings to the old lady stee, it was a perfect segue into my old age.
Then I came home and me and Machine ate McDonald's on the bed and watched Jeopardy! and snuggled and that's what we're still doing right this very second.
It was a good last thursday!
PS Sorry it's not that "weird." Sarah Morrison, I told you, I need ideas.

Wednesday

Wednesday was boring.

Tuesday

Well, I guess I really am getting old. Today I had to make an emergency trip to the emergency room at Beth Israel. I had abdominal pains from what I thought was an cyst in my ovary. Turns out, it was a fucking KIDNEY STONE! The doctor prescribed me Flomax and this strainer, which I have to take with me when I pee to catch the lil fucker.

He offered me Vicodin or Percs which I declined—still bummed about that. Oh well, stay tuned for my last Wednesday where the weirdness should continue, I'm sure.
KIDNEY STONED! Only four days left of my twenties. Get me a walker for my birthday.

Monday

Sarah Morrison gave me the idea to document the last days of my 20s. So here's my last Monday. It snowed and was freezing. I worked from home and then went to Club Chrissie's. We did a shoot for Paper mag and Cass Bird shot it. It was fun. I had gold glitter on my face and wore leather pants. Let the cougar race begin!

Sarah thinks she's making me do "super weird shit" before I turn 30, but I can't think of anything weird I did today. Suggestions for the rest of the week?

I'M DONE

Cafe Con Lesley, RIP.

I don't want to do it anymore.

I'll blog at missbehavemag.com

See you there.

It's been good.

Happy new year and may all your showers be golden.

Love and what not,
Arfin