I have not realized in what great shape I was in the beginning of this summer until I took up excercising. That I have not been doing since, right, early summer. Like, whoa, those things I could keep doing without thinking are now difficult and make me tired. Like, weeeeeeeird.
Discovery of today. (DISCLAIMER: don't get me wrong) Lily Allen looks like I would if I was pretty.
I have something to celebrate today, I have managed to download a whole lotta
Bravo (a Russian swing/rock'n'roll/jazz/idunno band). Renaming all the titles from failed cyrillics is a paaaain, but soo worth it. Но правда же, сразу понятно, что сейчас будет весело и джаз, когда первая песня на альбоме начинается строфами "сегодня позвонила тебе домой / а мама мне сказала, что ты у другой". Май бэби лефт ми, по закону жанра.
Я, кстати, неплохо танцую линди-хоп. Фор зе рекорд.