mixed bag
In the immortal tired/wired style of Wired itself, I present to you:
Yay
Not feeling so damn sick anymore
Sleeping through the night
Chillits mixes on the Subway
Peet's coffee in Manhattan
Sitting in an office with a (cloudy day) window, and the lights all off
Boo
Rainy days when I can't stay home in bed
Wet Jeans
Guess its good I don't live in Seattle, huh?
