I fully intend to keep this blog alive. No more months or week of total silence. But I’m also at a stand-off with both the Day Zero webpage, which is still holding my life list hostage, and my bank account. When my computer died two months ago with it died my (admittedly not-quite-legally-obtained) copies of Lightroom and Photoshop. And I have lots of photos and stories and recipes to share that involve many photos, but I refuse to bittorrent them because I’m either an adult who takes care of her shit like an adult, or I’m a sucker. Either way I’m not really prepared to buy them when there are so many other things to be had, like platform sandals! And Kindle books. So until either of those situations are resolved, I have nothing to talk about. Except running. And if my friend’s quotation in the title is any indication, most of you really don’t want to hear about it.
(I switched from one of those around-the-waist water bottle belts to one that you hold in your hand. It’s definitely far superior).
((I also joined a gym for six weeks because this weather blows. What are some good shows I can watch on the treadmill?))