Brrrrrr

I was looking up synonyms for "dangerous" today in order to complete my crossword (in Style, which always prints its clues correctly!) and I came across the phrase "between the devil and the deep blue sea." It's also the title of a song from 1932. I'm not sure why but I really like it. It's synonymous with "between a rock and a hard place" I guess, meaning choosing between two equally shitty fates. Anywho.

Today Dan and I tore ourselves from my Christmas flannel sheets in order to venture outdoors into the wild. It was a crisp 40 degrees or some bullshit so we got some slices of pizza and ate them by the pond in Byrd Park. The geese/ducks/pigeons were so desperate for food and companionship that they came right up and hung out with us. One of them ate out of my hand! I was so scared! They may not have teeth but those snappers are terrifying! Then we decided it was too fucking cold to take a walk as previously planned and we went into Carytown instead and wasted money on records and coffee. Well, Dan bought records and I bought coffee. Hmmm I definitely thought this post would be more interesting. The end!

Also, I just finished reading Push and am currently writing a review of it. Stay tuned! Haha no one reads this blog.