DAMY Life, I
See the video below? I was enthusiastically watching it on the TV at a pretty high volume, while Amy was in another part of the house.
By enthusiastically, I mean that I'm standing up and alert. Pacing around. Staring vigorously at how they're playing their instruments. At times mimicking via air guitars and air drums. Sitting back down. Standing back up. Bobbing my head up and down to the beat.
(At some point, I'll write a post about why and how much I love punk music.)
I wasn't wearing my Apple Watch (and ew, I don't enable sound notifs on my iPhone), so little did I know that Amy was furiously texting me...
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