…and write something.
OK, that sounds harsh, and totally antipathetic to the spirit of Tumblr. I don’t know what I’m doing here. But, c’mon…
Sitting naked in my bedroom while singing loudly with The Mills Brothers and drinking really horrible boxed wine is becoming a daily thing I think.
God help everyone within a mile radius of my voice.
…early this morning, for a blood draw, so I took a cab to get it over with quickly. Then I hiked up the hill (great cardio!) to The Lucky Penny for a post-12-hour-fast (actually, more like 18-hours) belly-stuffing. The thing is, the cab driver was playing an Elvis live album, and The Lucky Penny had an Elvis movie, Girl Happy, on the TV! What are the odds? Is the universe trying to tell me something?
…a sweet ‘n’ sour pork pizza! Anybody got one o’ those?