Effing stomach is ripping me apart.

But, the good news is I was assured by the security guard at work that I have plenty more blueberry muffins coming to me for free!

When I can digest them, that will be totally awesome.

Tomorrow I get to see Steph, the only woman I have ever really wondered if I could fall in love with. An entire day sitting in the car and on the chair lift with her, skiing, talking, and generally trying to solve issues that are beyond my means.

Oh yeah, Nick will be there too, that's a bonus because he's totally my ski bitch.

I'm watching that stupid show North Shore, which so far is unredeemable except for the fact it has some hot guys running without their shirts on. Woot.

Ski clothes are in the dryer - almost good to go.