I went to rummage for a postprandial snack, and found beer in my fridge! What an awesome surprise. The best part is that it's a little bit of Boston: Sam Summer! I was telling some friends yesterday if I was to relocate to any city to remind me how much I love Boston, it would be Baltimore. I know that's a pretty bad insult, but the truth is, I can't find anything to do in this freaken city!

Although generally I would never say this, this dinosaur is pretty cute.

And on a related note, I heard Yelle's "A Cause Des Garcons" playing at the gym today during my rebounding class.

{via Colloquial Cooking, originally seen on Tastespotting}

I've always been told that I have nice handwriting, and was really the only compliment (if that's what it really is) that I have received for the better part of my life. Now, I suppose, I get other types of compliments (and maybe we can argue those aren't compliments either. I'm never sure how to receive compliments, and I always get a little shy when I hear one). Anyway, back to the topic...I remember two of my friends did a project in middle school (!) looking at graphology and trying to see if your handwriting does accurately reflect your personality. Strangely enough I never participated in their project. Maybe I wasn't ready to hear what my handwriting was saying about me, back then. Over the years, my handwriting has changed a lot. The most dramatic changes are how large I write and hoq almost all the letters lead into the other, but it's definitely not cursive. And I write a lot like how I do it when I do calligraphy. The one thing that has never changed has been how hard I push down on the paper. Hmm, I wonder what my writing would say about me now...