Paper Planes and a Leap

I'm exploding with blood and feelings.

I'm alive.

This has been a strange week, maybe it's because I was on vacation in the middle of winter, but I feel funny. Good funny. The week is already over and I don't even have work on Monday. Wahooo, thank you Kazimierz Pułaski!

And and Banjo class starts on Monday!!!

Last night I spent the better half of the night listening to booty music. I danced a lot. I used to dance so much. What the heck? I've only been in the "real world" for a year and I've already had a decrease in booty shaking. Unacceptable.

Last night I also finally started constructing my real zine, it's called "Would" and I think it might be pretty cool.

Finally the good times will only get better because it's supposed to be 48 degrees on Sunday. Hot damn!