Scrabble, yoga, salsa, The Walkmen. I declare victory! I claim this week in the name of living.

I can barely feel anything
Man
Wednesdays
Salsa!
Whatever!
Dude
Iron Chef!
Girls
Whatever!
Fuck
Work
Whatever!
Argh
No one wants to talk to me
Whatever!
This is trite bullshit
Whatever!
I wrote this in MS word
So things got capitalized
Whatever!

Well, that's three nights in a row of going out. I didn't have any plans for Labor Day weekend, so Friday I decided I'd go for the hat-trick. Each night was epic. I am totally spent. I'm not sure what hurts more, my feet from the dance floor or my liver from the vodka. ooooof. I am totally not drinking or dancing... until salsa on Wednesday.

My tip for taking dance classes is to compensate skill with enthusiasm.

Oh, and showering is the ONLY way to get that perfume off you. I don’t mind it when I’m around people wearing it, but when I’m sitting at my computer I don’t want any of it...

I am rather excited about my fall concert schedule – some friends are convincing me to go to things I otherwise wouldn’t, which is fun.

My sister is leaving the country for quite a while on Saturday and I am going to miss seeing her at Thanksgiving.

I am planning on taking a trip to Iron Chef Morimoto’s restaurant in Philly some time before the end of the year. To me, Iron Chef is the most exciting tv show, I would definitely watch it if I had a tv. My ideal job would be Iron Chef judge. Let me know if you’d be interested in going.