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A Wednesday Update

Hiya readers! How the heck are ya? I’m still here and running this blog, only I haven’t written for almost two months. Apologies. Just like when you haven’t seen an old friend for awhile, catching up is a necessity.

Over the summer I got a dog. The cutest dog, in fact. Here’s pictures to prove it.

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See what I mean?

Her name is Mishka which means ‘little bear’ in Russian because she looks like a bear (obviously). She’s a Bernese Mountain Dog if any of you are wondering.

I love Mishka to pieces, but because of her I learned two things the hard way. First, puppies are like babies. They act like babies, they look like babies, they are babies. Puppies are fun, but some days after being at home with her all day, day after day, I felt like a housewife stuck at home with the baby. I feel for housewives who go on their fourth glass of wine by five in the evening. I really do feel for them. The second thing I learned is, I am definitely a cat person. Puppies are all fun and excitement but they have no chill. They need you to be there for them, but sometimes all I want to do is sit on the couch and binge watch Netflix. Dogs don’t like Netflix. Cats on the other hand don’t necessarily like Netflix either, but they’ll sit there with you if you give them some attention. Netflix and Purr. It’s a thing.

I don’t want to sound ungrateful, because Mishka is puppy goals. People actually stop in the street and gasp when they see her. One older man, the original hipster, took a picture of her with his disposable camera.

Jump forward to early October; I saw Atmosphere and Dem Atlas at The Fleece in Bristol.

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I was curious to what type of people would show up to his concert in England, and I wasn’t very surprised with the outcome. It was as you’d expect: young hipsters, stoners, drifters, and serious Rhymesayers fans. One couple, though, was different. They were just like any other fans holding pints and fist pumping to the beat, however their grey hair and wrinkles stood out. They were probably in their mid 70s.

Later on, after Dem Atlas performed (who was incredible, by the way) I was pointing out Minnesota on the map of the US on stage to my friend Charlie, when the lady in her 70s next to me tells me she is from Wisconsin. In retrospect, of course she is. Midwestern folk really do get around. After introducing ourselves, she told me has lived in England for seven years and has been teaching here. She explained she’s been listening to Atmosphere since the 90s and it was her first time seeing him. Once Atmosphere came on, her and her English date rocked out and loved the show. She embodies everything I want to be at that age. She is me in the future.

Seeing Atmosphere and Dem Atlas was such a treat, especially seeing them in Bristol. I realised how cool the Minneapolis music scene is. I knew this, but being somewhere other than Minnesota made it even more real. Throughout the show, a really hyped fan next to me kept shouting “Minneapolis!” as if it’s something cool to shout like ‘New York’ would be. It was all very surreal.

On a final note, being in second year is nice. Being a second year is like having all the fun of sophomore year and all the intensity of junior year. And hey, I’m almost halfway through university. 🙂

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