it's a gorgeous day in the neighborhood..
ahh, florida. relentlessly pretty
, (nearly) ALL THE TIME. it's sunny, gorgeous, and 85.. wait, is that it? the temperatures are definitely picking up. this is where having a male roommate poses its difficulties. the other day, he came home and i was standing in the kitchen, wearing just a t-shirt and undies. normally, i'd make a haul for my bedroom and put on something more presentable. however, in south florida, approaching late may and the air conditioning still not on, something had
to give. "yeah," i said when he walked in, gesturing vanna-white style at my white thighs. "if i'm going to keep living here this summer, you're going to have to get used to me not wearing pants." as he is a man who values his life, he didn't complain. :) hey, he gets to go topless, so it's only fair.
today i went out for breakfast with the health colonel
as he wanted to discuss a project he has on the table that he may want my help with; after discovering my blog because of you kind folks visiting his site from here, it turns out that he likes my writing. how nice! :) and i never argue a chance to hang with with folks that are uplifting, enthusiastic, and look good in tight shirts, so of course
now i must go because balu, roy, whoever else shows up, and i are going to try to find the aerojacks
(see july 6). oh, how i love living in florida.. :) :) :)