Lunch-ables.

Thursday night: get drunk and go to hot tub. Bring lunchables. Lose lunchables.
Friday night: get drunk and go to hot tub. Discover lunchables still there. Eat, and be happy.

I also find that the number of times per week that I am not wearing underwear in public is constantly increasing. I also rode the bus today, with no underwear. I haven't done that in an incredibly long time. Riding the bus, I mean.


It was pretty swell. That swell-ness may be attributed to the fact that I had a box of 'peeps' marshmellow candies with me, and those are incredibly tasty. The pink ones.

My latest discovery, however, is a sense of smell. After not smoking cigarettes for a grand total of 4 days now, I find that everything smells. Not necessarily good or bad, but everything has an incredibly distinct odor that I otherwise would not have noticed.

Like beer, and apples. Those smell pretty good.

Garbage smells pretty bad. I know this now.