It’s jazzy, innit? I like it.

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The weather is intense today. Yesterday, I was a human tuning fork, and my organs were vibrating. The only way to keep everything under control was to walk in and out of the train station for an hour, alternating between heat and cold.

That’s all.

LeVar Burton thinks I’m badass, and he told me so.  As you can see, he clearly knows what he’s talking about. That is all.

• Get a gym membership. OH YES. We’re going to stand around in black and white, draped over each other, wearing only underwear and looking hungover and stoned. Like Calvin Klein models!
• Cook at home way, way more. We’re both so sick of eating out all the time. Oh no, you may be saying, what does this mean for your blogging? More womanly pictures of food and recipes? FUCK YES. Delete my blog from your feed readers now, friends, lest you get hungry.
• IKEA furniture! I have gotten manfriend to the point of indifference, which is a hell of an achievement, since his normal reaction to furniture is malice. Chairs tremble in fear of him. I got some plates the other night and made him eat food off of them. On purpose. And, it’s starting to look mighty fancy in here.
• Fiscal responsibility. Dun dun dun… You know why?
• Because we want to go on trips. Aruba, Bahama, Minnesota… wait, what?
• And visiting my relatives in the midwest is on the docket, too.