La Vida Veeta

Have y’all ever heard of the concept of your twin flame? Basically, it’s this like, goofy doofy pseudo-new-age-Christianish-Cultish concept that you are spiritually perfectly and completely tied to one other person on this planet- i.e. your twin flame. It’s like basically a repackaged version of the age old silliness that humans are one dimensional and have one person on the planet that’s supposed to perfectly complement every facet of who they are. And like before y’all come for me, I’m not dragging monogamy! It works for a lot of people. I’d say it works for most people! But I also think it’s really stupid to put each and every one of your lil’ eggs in one basket and expect that person to be able to be literally everything for you because A) that puts so much pressure on that person, B) we are such unique, complex, stupid creatures with ever evolving needs and C) why wouldn’t you wanna bond with multiple people??! Anywhos, I say all of this to preface that I have, against all odds and my previous ranting, met my twin flame. My flamer comes in the form of Craig- a sassy, 40 year old barista at a local coffee shop here called the Sherman Perk who will, undoubtedly, read your ass to FILTH each and every time you come in. Like a moth to the flame, I am now a regular there. Literally the first time I got coffee there, Craig asked the person in front of me if he’d like a threat of physical violence with his coffee (JOKINGLY of course I think??). Being the lil troll that I am, I asked if I could be threatened with my order of an oat milk latte (of course bc gay hello). Not missing a single beat, Craig looked me up and down and said ‘honey I don’t need to life’s already beat you down’. And from that point forward, I was smitten. Platonically of course. Craig is lowkey an amazing human tho and we’ve yapped at length every time I’ve gone in since- it’s my new spot to work on schoolwork and stuff when I feel the sanity tendon in my brain snap after working on powerpoints for multiple hours on my laptop in my lil janky home office. His comedic fury keeps me fueled and I just wanted to dedicate this post to him. Craig, if you somehow become literate, get a computer, and get home internet in the next couple weeks and stumble across my blog, this one’s for you (threw in that read for Craig).

Anyways- HI Y’ALL!! It’s been a minute!!!! I know it’s hard to believe but the end of the semester plus two internships takes up a lot of goddamn time and to be quiiiiIIIIiIite frank, I just haven’t had the blog bug in me the last few weeks. Now don’t get all scared that this is another one of the billion hobbies that my gemini ass immediately tires of- I am COMMITTED to my baby. I think once school things die down next week and mama has more time to marinate in her creative juices the posts will start flowin’ once more. But today, I had a moment to breathe. And catch up. And wanted to connect with you all!!! So I’m gonna rapid fire some fun lil things that have happened in the last month or so:

• I started an internship with the city’s department of public works which involves engaging w/ a lot of community members to get feedback on transportation projects. Through this work, I met this man Charles (sorry brother- that’s actually his name). Now mister Charles strolled into the venue with his shirt unbuttoned almost down to his belly (Charles was easily in his 60’s) and at first I was like ok slay we love an older man in touch with his diva side! Oh, how innocent I was. Charles then proceeded to try and have my coworker and me help him install Windows 11 on his laptop (bitch I don’t even know how to do that on my own laptop let alone yours like chill). Once his computer was installing the new software, Charles decided to play ball and let us ask him survey questions. Y’all……when I tell you this was the most unhinged conversation I’ve ever had……I’m not even exaggerating. For context- the survey questions were very simple, straightforward questions about commuting habits like “What transit method do you normally take to work or school”? Now Charles…..he decided to exercise lots of shall we say artistic liberty in answering these questions. Within the first 5 minutes he was filling me in on his ESP abilities including telling people their futures and reading auras (he said mine was radiant so- maybe he’s onto something??) When I asked him about his bike riding behavior, he decided to take a hard left and tell me about the time him and his friends were fishing in the woods and found a UFO. I can’t lie- it was kind of amazing. Like if I didn’t have a job to do I kinda would have wanted to board the crazy train and ride it into oblivion but alas. Anyways- pour some out for Charles and his ESP!
• I fiiiiiiinally watched Megan 2.0. Now keep in mind I was stoned to the bone watching this shit so I was already in a silly mood but my lord this movie just tickled me pink. The Eastern European fembot assassin Amelia??? BIG DIVA ENERGY. Megan’s story arc into being the story’s good guy??? Pulled at my heartstrings. (Also sorry for the spoiler LMAO). The musical numbers? YES. YES. YES. GIVE ME MORE. I want to make it a point to watch this film on multiple different psychedelics to compare experiences and to open my third eye fully and completely. Who’s down to join??
• My friend Leah (heyyyyy Leah!) made these bomb mothafuckin’ stuffed dates with labneh and cream cheese and mint and fig jam and balsamic reduction and it fully made me do one handed flips and tricks on his dick out of excitement.
• I’ve learned the magic of Wisconsin winters. And by that I mean I’m freezing my fuckin’ tortellinis off. The high temperature for multiple days this week are in the single digits. Like don’t get me wrong I love the snow and the icicles and christmas lights and holly jollyness of it all (trust there will be some beautiful snow pictures incoming!!) But like my god I’ve felt cold in bodily crevices I didn’t discover in all 32 years of life. And it’s just the beginning! hehehehehehehehe (starts sobbing. Tears freeze to face).
• I now only communicate via deranged audio messages. If you text me, this is how I will respond to you. So be prepared for that. I just like to be able to convey my “eyes pointing opposite directions Golden Retriever” energy and texting doesn’t do that.
• OH!!! The most important part I wanted to talk about. Door County! I like mentioned it in the title and everything. Ok Door County deets incoming:

Door County is a peninsula in northeastern Wisconsin extending into Lake Michigan. It’s long and narrow, with steep rocky coasts (for the most part) and rolling farmland. During the summer it has strong Cape Cod vibes (at least from what I’ve been told) so imagine like, little cutesie water-side towns that you’d see in a Hallmark movie. So anyways, my friend Brook (shoutout Brook mama loves you so much keep being the absolute queen that you are) owns a bar with her bf (theee Scotty) in Jacksonport- which is a small town on the peninsula. Me and my gal pals Gerina and Sam (HI GERINA AND SAM) decided to drive up unannounced and corner her at work and yell at her how much we love her. It was a huge success! We drank, and ate (btw the name of Brook’s bar is Scotty’s Pub and Grub– their appetizers fully turned me OUTTTTT (in a good way) so plz go there if you visit!) I even got to sing Rich Baby Daddy at karaoke with local Jacksonport icon Julie. Don’t tell Julie, but I also twerked on top of her car in the parking lot. Or tell her- I don’t care. I’d honestly be impressed if you found her and told her cause like….that’s some legitimately good PI work?? I won’t give you any more clues besides her name. And that could be wrong too! You’ll never know 😈😈😈😈😈

Anyways!! Besides parking lot mayhem we also got to explore the peninsula a bit including going to Peninsula State Park where Sam and I met Jason (who we def think was on the DL and maybe trying to flirt with us? But also my gaydar is so broken that honestly it’s beyond repair so take that with a grain of salt). Anyways Jason was walking the largest dog either of us had ever seen (named Hagrid because of course) and Jason filled us in on a little secret of the peninsula- Cana Island. Cana Island is a small, rocky island attached to the mainland with a narrow, low lying spit of sand which disappears at low tide. So of course we went! On the island is a single lighthouse, surrounded by rocky shores and old stone walls. It was kinda creepy, pretty picturesque, and deeeeeefinitely haunted as fuck. It kinda gave Shutter Island vibes if you’ve seen that movie? I mean besides the murder and mystery and Leonardo DiCaprio. Anyways- 10/10 would recommend for the views, the serenity, and the bloodcurdling screams of the damned.

Besides Jason and ghosts and Scotty’s Pub and Grub we also walked around the little town of Ephraim. It’s exactly what you would imagine a picturesque lakefront village would be- complete with church steeples, a scenic lakefront promenade, and an old school soda fountain. It really gives Hallmark movie, so it wasn’t a huge surprise when one of our wonderful baristas told us that it was in fact the filming location for a Hallmark movie: A Cherry Pie Christmas. It currently has a 6.3 / 10 on IMDB which for a Hallmark movie I imagine is damn near Oscar-worthy. It’s streaming on Pluto TV and Tubi lmao so if you’re feeling really masochistic go ahead and give it a view. Our barista queen even makes an appearance! She told us that she is in a scene wearing a pink puffy jacket in the background of one of the scenes so- keep an eye out for her!

Ok one final thing before I free y’all from the metaphorical basement I’m holding you hostage in while you read this: there is this rotted, rancid, raggedy bitch named SUZETTE who lives somewhere in Door County and who, for no reason, went out of her way to insult Scotty’s on Facebook because she “thought that their pictures made their food look bad”. First of all Suzette, YOUR pictures make me want to perform a self-induced ice pick lobotomy so let’s not get craaaaaazy now with the judgment. Second of all- don’t you ever EVER come for my friends. So in honor of Suzette’s skank ass, I wanted to end today’s post with a nice old fashioned roast. Feel free to comment any other reads you’d like to give Suzette!!!

• Suzette- I love your work in Hollywood. Your role as one of the mutants in The Hills Have Eyes was honestly incredible work. The hair and makeup team must’ve loved you too- because none was needed!
• Suzette sees herself as a queen and queens need crowns. Well- I got a close look at that dental work- Suzette probably needs about 10-15.
• Suzette is so old and dusty that she started taking Boniva during the Great Depression. And speaking of great depression, that’s what I feel whenever I’m reminded that Suzette probably somehow has a husband and I don’t 😥 (hey- gotta throw in a couple self reads too)
• Suzette is so old and dusty that her family photobooks are the cave paintings in Lascaux.
• Suzette is such a trashy, raggedy, geriatric skank that she has the AARP logo tattooed as a tramp stamp.

Ok I’m done!! Enjoy the photos, enjoy me dragging Suzette for filth, and I hope you are all thriving!!!

Door County- Fall 2025