What a lovely day! It was my first day back after a long weekend, and I’ve got tomorrow off. I punched things, which is what I do for fun. I punched hard. I wore animal print. I felt like a superhero. I came home to a cold apartment, turned on a heater, and frolicked in…… Continue reading Yesss.
Sometimes I can feel something in the bath that’s not me. It’s usually a wayward sponge, or an escaped bit of bubble bar, or my phone. But my initial assumption is always Ogopogo.
Ever since my week off, which did not involve me sitting at a desk for eight hours a day at all, I’ve conjured an assumption that my 2pm urge to nap comes from sitting down all day. It happens to most of us where I sit, and I know that chocolate bars don’t help (chocolate…… Continue reading Jump rope break