Yesterday, my hair was wet and I was dressed in something that was barely drive-thru appropriate, which makes me way better than the friend who actually wore her pajamas through the drive-thru. I’d like to say that my fashion choices have improved and my hair dry, but alas neither thing is true. Despite my questionable dress we decided to go score some food truck gelato because being flopped over and next to various pieces of furniture and on the floor seemed slightly unprodu

I’m sitting here with my wet, curly hair don’t care self in a pair of ratty shorts, a Virginia Crew t-shirt long past its expiration date, and tube socks pondering what to read next. I’m also wondering why I have this Virginia Crew shirt since to the best of my recollection none of my friends rowed long enough in college to earn a right to wear this shirt. I’m also considering giving up on what to read next and watching Thor: Ragnorak (again) with my family because shorthaire