Sometimes I scare myself. I just did three loads of laundry, baked a chocolate cheesecake, and updated my blog. I'm about to head to the gym to lift AND I work from 2:00pm to 10:30pm. Is that scary? Or is it just me? Later.
¶ 11:50 AM
Eating up the City before it eats me up. I'm a freelance cook who spends his free time working out, cooking for "my man", and wondering why the Right is so concerned about my bedroom.