All my extremities are fro-o-o-oh-zen!
Right now I’m typing and a little cat’s head is blocking my keyboard. This is a good thing: having a cat on your lap is snuggier and cheaper than an electric blanket. I highly recommend that part of your going green plan include getting a pet to keep you warm and happy.
Honestly, this whole post-every-day thing is a little exhausting. And I also happen to know that Friday entries don’t get checked much, so I feel like I’m writing nothing for nobody. And that’s not a nice way to finish this blog, really, because while it’s always easy to be emo and mopey, it’s just not right once you’ve shuffled out of your late teens.
Here are two thoughts:
1. While Fridays are pretty awesome, sometimes it seems that the staggering amount of expectations we place on them make them less exciting– more forced, less dynamic. More stressful.
2. Georgetown: charming, expensive, and open at 10 am. So you can spend your paycheck and have lunch in the red.
Make of them what you will. I’m going to warm up and I’ll talk to you on Saturday.
(Mm… hot tea)
(Double mm… hot chocolate)
(Triple mm… with marshmallows)