5:43pm- Ordered Fancy Saigon Cinnamon from Coastal Goods (as you’ll remember, purveyors of gourmet sea salts, etc.). So utterly delicious, am forced to put it on everything edible. After running out of food options I stick face in deep cinnamon-filled dish and inhale in one giant snarf. Ultra-fine dust coats lungs crippling ability to breathe.
6:12pm- On way down stairs to fulfil civic (and relationshipic) duty of trash disposal, trip on 2-inch foam-filled Hello Kitty slippers. Crash into wall, break neck. Boyfriend finds me at bottom of stairs strewn with refuse. Not unlike how he found me at end of our first date.
Other than that, pretty good day.