I'm going to go jogging in my painter's pants
This weekend was supremely nice.
It surprises me every time when I think about how long I've known Hannah and how we act like we've known each other so much longer.
He's so nice.
I wish I was in Tennessee. or Texas. I'll e-mail my aunt and see if I can make a trip out to Austin some time soon.
Funny story about my bobushka-
She comes in at around midnight a while I'm burning incense and begins to ask if I'm smoking cigarettes. She smells my shirt, my hands, my breath. I tell her I'm not smoking, I'm burning incense.
She comes in a couple of days later, once again freaking about cigarettes. I say I'm burning incense but she doesn't really understand what incense are. So I try to explain it to her and she looks at me and says "Are you sure this isn't some kind of narcotic?"