Today I made the rash decision to ditch the drive in through what would have been a 2+ hour commute. Instead Mathilde and I braved bus and train transfers, plus a bunch of… Continue reading →
But having to drive in this shit to do it really sucks.
The dance class before Stella’s is working a number to that “call me maybe” pop song. Her class is working on a number about a cute mouse. Stella is not interested in songs… Continue reading →
Cut from the same cloth
Enough stuff happened today that if you were to ask me about what I did with my day, I would just simplify it down to “oh, nothing”.