{"version": "1.0", "type": "rich", "title": "remembering that time in LA I was in someone's backyard pool, still all frozen by anxiety and overcoming it by fight-or-flight...", "author_name": "kontextmaschine", "author_url": "https://kontextmaschine.com", "provider_name": "kontextmaschine", "provider_url": "https://kontextmaschine.com", "url": "https://kontextmaschine.com/post/657857818342391808/", "html": "<p>remembering that time in LA I was in someone&rsquo;s backyard pool, still all frozen by anxiety and overcoming it by fight-or-flight confrontation, and I was hanging with this bunch of blog house DJs and there was this dumb as a brick girl with great tits hanging around and I made what was honestly a pretty good parallel of bossa nova to electro, and she butted in my face with some dumb shit and I just smiled and said &ldquo;huh, that&rsquo;s not how I see it <i>at all</i>&rdquo; and the DJs were amazed how efficiently I made her look like an idiot while keeping her around and honestly I think I leveled up that day </p>"}