Today is the annual diversity potluck. I made “cheese”cake and hummus. I bought marionberry syrup and pita to go with.
I worked out for the first time in chicago last night. It felt soooo goood. I’m still in pretty good shape, even if I have gained a couple of fat pounds (I’m sure the cheesecake and hummus will help with that). I’ve started back into the morning protein shake game. And I’ve been playing chicken with my sleep schedule. Asleep after midnight, awake before 6. Sometimes well after midnight, usually a few minutes before 6 (when my alarm goes off). Probably also related the air traffic which flies right overhead, before 6.
I can’t keep this up, I do not want to become a zombie.
Plans for the next seven days include: ffx at
None of this seems designed to introduce me to fun, intelligent, single gay men. I would very much like a summer fling. Any suggestions on how to go about this are welcome. Work time.
I never knew that a marionberry was an actual fruit until last weekend in Seattle, when I had them in whole wheat pancakes. Prior to that, I just thought it was a person. I expected the pancakes to come with a side of crack.
Good luck finding a summer fling…your friends in Minneapolis expect nothing less!
They were developed in Marion County, Oregon. : )
Prior to that, I just thought it was a person.
Haha. You witty man.
marionberry
Named after the mayor, or is there actually such a fruit?
And if its named after the mayor, isn’t that a little un-PC, and possibly offensive for a “diversity potlock”?
Or am I just missing something?
Wait, my question was answered.