Seasons.

You can almost tell that Spring is going to show up any fucking day now. But go ahead and take your time. Snow again. I'll just be here, enjoying my white wine, sprite, and ice cubes.

Saturday night off!

Time to go dancing. Where can we find good ol' fashioned disco these days?

And the spoken interludes = so special and CH-AMAZING.

You know that feeling the week after you pay rent?