FUCK YEAH MINNEAPOLIS
I've been home exactly 25 minutes and I'm still sighing in delight. My apartment smells like lilacs! My kitchen smells like a kitchen (with slightly moldy dishes from Dropping Everything And Running last month)! My computer smells like INTERNET! Not-phone-internet!
My email smells like ... complaints from people waiting on books.
...
Oh, shit.
TOMORROW I WILL TACKLE THAT STUFF. For right now I'm going to go around smelling everything ELSE I own, and then I'm watching Doctor Who.
My email smells like ... complaints from people waiting on books.
...
Oh, shit.
TOMORROW I WILL TACKLE THAT STUFF. For right now I'm going to go around smelling everything ELSE I own, and then I'm watching Doctor Who.