I was thrifting. And this british accent took my clothes. I bought a velvet coat with fur cuffs, he said, "I couldn't help but to feel up your coat." Saturday morning was an earlier start than it could've been, because, Sarah Brook (maiden) has texted me all through the night asking, "Text me when you're awake!" "Are you awake yet?" "Are you awake yet now?!" Finally, I can say, "Yes, sort of, what is even up?" ... "Have you seen Jenna Marbles on Youtube?" "Um, the girl who gives tutorials on how to be a slut?" "Haha, yes! She's just like you." This is my Saturday morning wake up call, texts from 2am regarding Jenna Marbles, who is not like me, but that Sarah Brook misses me because of Jenna Marbles makes me feel very loved.

Boyfriend is skiing on a Utah mountain with good friends. I am at a coffee shop working for the events company. I followed the Jenna Marbles incident with a longer run in the mountains. I ran by cars with handmade notes tucked beneath their wiper blades, telling owners to stop their years worth of construction on their mansion home so that their children could finally play in the street, and stop getting asthma from the fumes.

It was my great friends birthday the other night, and she seems very much in love. I love when people talk about their partners with great respect and understanding, and complete joy.