Booorring...

boorring me. Fall's creeping in, and while I love this time of the year, it turns me into a homebody. As opposed to my usual on the go 24/7 self. Ok, it turns me into MORE of a homebody. Which means there is really not a hell of lot interesting to report. I voted two weeks ago. Urban Outfitters opened a branch in Hamburg so I bought a belt. The Guitar Hero and I spend a great night here and ate the most wonderful food here. I burnt the hell out of my tongue yesterday on some tea. Umm, yeah. That's about it.

On the other hand, sometimes no excitement is a good thing. It means I'm not some shitheel manager or politician responsible for fucking up thousands of jobs and investments or, even worse, one of the many now worried about making ends meet because of the idiotic moves made by a lot of shitheel managers and politicians.
I'm thankful for that.

Potpourri

Belgium was great - had a good time and some great food. And, at the Brussels airport, found the navy blue dress I had been seeking. Score!

Since I've returned, life's been a lot of running around. Lots of work stuff going on, started rehearsals for a new production, some friends got married. The Guitar Hero and I got rid of a lot of stuff and he rearranged the living room so I know longer feel like our living room is overwhelmed by superflous pieces of furniture. I'm kinda of a clean and simple lines type of gal when it comes to home decor.

Tomorrow evening I'm having some friends over for a girls' night in and clothes swap and baked up this delicious apple cake. Yum yum. Go bake some yourself.

The weather's turned cold and rainy and will most likely stay that way for the next six months so I'm returning to my hermit habits of staying in and cooking and watching Dexter and huddling under afghans. If needed, you'll know where to find me.