I am a righter.

Today I cashed two of my Mercury checks and immediately turned around and spent the money on yoga pants. And then, and then! I realized that after I finished the grocery shopping, Powells shopping, walking home, eating lunch, cleaning, writing, emailing, and walking the dog, I would have no time for exercise. So that was stupid.

But they are gooood yoga pants. And supposedly they’ve been pre-shrunk. (What does that mean? And by whom? How do they know how much to shrink? ESP? Get out of my head pants people.) Anyway, however it happens, the pre shrinking is great because pants are never long enough for me after I wash them.

The point is the bank teller lady totally asked me if I was a writer and I got to say yes and GOD DID NOT DESCEND FROM THE SKY AND SMITE ME.

I have to walk the dog now.