oct 29

Been absolutely transfixed by the Twitter saga lately. There’s always been drama at the bird company - it’s honestly been part of the fun for the most part - but the last few days have just been. Unbelievable, surreal, tragic (??)

It’s been just shy of 2 years since but legitimately cannot stress how formative of a time it was. It was the first and only time my personal and social and work life were in complete sync and I was happy and myself because of it. I was young and living and Twitter helped make that possible.

That’s what makes vids like this and posts like this and all the latest coming out of HQ incredibly…weird. Weird isn’t strong enough but it fits. Not all good, not all bad, just w e i r d a s fuck. I remember walking through those doors everyday. I remember sitting on those exact couches waiting for my teammates to get Salt & Straw to celebrate a birthday. I remember going to Singapore and thinking this is it I’m moving. I remember being introduced to meditation during one of those dreamlike offsites and wondering if we were in a cult and thinking how lucky we were to be there (so yes). I remember revering Jack (this aged well).

That last one I regret but you live and you learn. Point being core memories were formed.

I can’t even be fully mad because the trolling has been incredible I’m far enough removed, just wilding out over all of it. Damn.

The movie better be good.