Life in General

Spinning poi under the glow of gunpowder, and trying to put things in order without losing any more of my sanity.

It’s time to celebrate another Saturday, where I’ll plan to do chores and pack things, but probably won’t do anything except watch Netflix and complain that the house is a mess.

Are two pharmacists really better than one? Is there anything sexier than a peeling sunburn? What day is it again?