This is weird. It’s like starting a new journal. How to begin… Should I describe myself physically? And not lie why doing it? Hmm. Tough call. Maybe I’ll post a picture instead–speaking a thousand words, etc.

My friend just texted that she’s dropping off her Volvo at the shop and that she’ll be [dangerously] close to PP. Much more on that later, as it is a very important deliciousness for the chick writer, but here’s a hint…