(no subject)

Blorg, I say. Sometimes I get thoroughly annoyed at the amount of work it takes to stay fitting in my size 8 pants. Today I rewarded myself for tromping all over hell's half acre all morning by tromping off to the movies in the afternoon; Big Hero 6 has a very Disney plot, but the animation is gorgeous and the whole thing is good brain candy.

At least I now have stamps and groceries and laundry soap. And tomorrow it's supposed to be warmer, and the only place I have to walk to is my voice lesson, so I can otherwise stay home and do laundry and possibly make bean soup. I haven't decided yet about the bean soup.