And there you have it

Things with Mr. Tennessee went fine. We went to Perkins and ate pie. He did not murder me and dump my body in a field. I exhibited my beautiful DVD collection. We made out on the floor. Because I know that's what you were really curious about.

Now I am at work. I have the "I should probably eat" shakies but unsurprisingly, my stomach is jerks and nothing sounds good.

I have a pile of dishes to do at home and a piggy cage to clean. I'm not sure how Olivia is feeling today, but she's still acting normal.

I guess that's about it. I should probably hunt down some kind of food-creature or risk flopping onto the floor.

The snow is coming back!