Of note: I have been to the gym and made this tasty (but cold) strawberry and pineapple smoothie for lunch. No chores have been accomplished, but I'm on my way down to start my laundry. (I know you were on the edge of your seat about that one. "But what about the dirty clothes, Sarah, WHAT ABOUT THE CLOTHES??")I'm continuing with Revenge, which is a retelling of The Count of Monte Cristo. It swings wildly between boring and fascinating, and is currently hovering on gruesomely murderous. I will probably finish it today, just to give myself a sense of accomplishment. Why won't it be warm so I can go outside and spray paint stuff? (Hint.)
