I'm packing my bags and getting out of this refrigerator we call the Pacific Northwest.
This, combined with SPF 10,000 suntan lotion, should provide the following result:
I'm packing my bags and getting out of this refrigerator we call the Pacific Northwest.
This, combined with SPF 10,000 suntan lotion, should provide the following result:
Last night, Katrine left me in my hell of back pain to attend an invite-only event at Cafe Vita to drink crappy coffee -- literally.
At the "cupping" (the coffee snob's way of saying "coffee tasting") she drank Kopi Luwak, which is a coffee that is prepared using coffee cherries that have been eaten by an Asian Palm Civet (small monkey-cat hybrid), partially digested, and harvested from its feces.
In fewer words, Katrine drank coffee brewed from beans crapped out by a monkey-cat.
Kopi Luwak is the world's most expensive coffee, retailing between $120 and $600 per pound. That's some expensive shit.
As many of you know, I have been immobile and on strict bed rest since injuring my back running stairs Sunday morning. Thanks to everyone for visiting, emails, cards, flowers, etc.
I got to the doctor this morning and have been diagnosed with severe muscle spasms. Until these drugs kick in, Katrine will remain my on-call butler and I'll make a bigger dent in the couch.
Graduation weekend commences. Sergio and I took a crapload of pictures. See them here.
Just got back from seeing the doctor.
Just like last year, I'm overweight according to the BMI.
Damn this beautiful 5'11'', 190-pound frame of mine. (It's barely big enough to carry my ego, some would say.)