I'm training for another half marathon, and I think I might be crazy. It's been way too long since I stopped running (seriously, way too long). But, I guess that's what I get for traveling (curse you fast food and decadent New York restaurants).
This Saturday. Really, this Saturday? I'm baking for a dear friend's wedding. Because she is so fabulous, there will be plenty of specimens attending. So, yes, you deduced correctly, lots of baking.
I used a carpet cleaner last night on a friend's floor (she spilled coffee while we were talking on the phone a couple days ago). Little did I know of the power of clean carpet. I was unstoppable. This may have been because there were three girls sipping (decaf) coffee at 12am and subsequently talking about life. But, still, the matter remains. I love carpet cleaners.
In just a week, I'll be packing up again for Portland and Seattle-my dream vacation. There's so much to see, but nearly not enough time. I think I should move there.
Well, this has been a rather spastic writing for a rather spastic week. Perhaps someday I'll write normally, but then, I think my life would have to be normal to do that. Let's forgo on the normal then, yeah?