My day started like this:
Did some work for my Language Arts class, when I start facing writers block, I just pretend that I’m a really amazing, analytical writer. It usually gets me another sentence or two until I need to do it again.
I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again, lunch at home is SUCH a treat.
Later, my mummah and I went to hot yoga at a new studio that we wanted to try out because I had 50% off passes. It was Power Baptist which was essentially part Bikram, part Ashtanga part glorrrrrious. I nearly drowned in my own sweat.
Came home and headed straight for the kitchen. Would you believe me if I told you this tastes like a chocolate-cherry milkshake?
That’s ok, I’m still your friend. They really are delicious though.
Hey, Mole. Moley Moley Moley