The Red Head Said You Shred the Cello

Oh Pinkerton. Why? Why did I not know that you were my favorite CD until a week ago? Guys, why didn't anyone tell me that this was my favorite CD? I don't understand.

Anyway, good morning Friday!
Last Sunday a woman named Alison Royer took me to what I thought was an introductory yoga class. I thought this because Alison is ostensibly my friend and knows that I've never done yoga before.


(this is what the class felt nothing like)

What this class actually was was a two hour long advanced, intense workshop for people who are specifically not me. So, I'm only now starting to walk normally. There's still a great amount of pain. I call that pain "Alison" so I don't forget.

I'm writing a lot which is going really well and making me feel far less useless than I would otherwise. Also, I want to see Batman. Like, you know, America.

Any fun weekend plans? No? Come and see a show at Improv Asylum. It makes it more fun when I know someone in the audience.

Love,
Erin