Believe me, if you knew what I've considered blogging about in the past seven days, you'd thank me for staying away.
- I took my bike in for a tune-up. Seems the little bastard felt 8th gear was plenty high enough, thank you, while I've always been quite a big fan of the gears 16-24. I could expound upon their many merits at great length, I suppose.
- Then there was that crazy girls' night out with Lovey. Pedicures, bookstore, and home by 9. I'd say we painted the town a lovely shade of ecru.
- And today I got a new desk chair. That's got the makings of a looooong post about the importance of proper ergonomics, right?
I even bore myself.
Alas, such is the way it goes. I'm thirty now. Nothing blogworthy will ever happen to me again.
Until I get a cat, of course. And begin my illustrious cat blogging career.
You'll say you knew me when...