Life so far has been lukewarm and (literally) stinky. Winter seems to bring out the bad breath smells everywhere I go. Maybe it’s me? Anyway, I’ve taken up a weekend job at a bookstore and this was my first full weekend over there. My legs ache and my brain is a bit numb, but I really love it over there. I mean, thank goodness I get to work with a bucketload of lovely, intelligent people to exchange witty banter with; even the customers are (generally) patient and kind. AND they have a sweet coffee stand which I’m sure will make winter days more than bearable. This means of course that I won’t be having any crazy weekends for a while, but I’m sure my liver will thank me later on.