Damn! My back really hurts. I can’t recall the number of times as a child when an adult complained about their back and I wrote if off as nothing. “I just scrapped my knee, what a big baby,” I would think or something along those lines. Seriously though I’m in pain.

Popped four Ibuprofen this morning but I’m honestly considering breaking out the Vicodine when I get home tonight. Maybe I’ll go get a massage tonight or look up a chiropractor.  

Today I realize there are shorts in my future; warm weather, cocktails, and cold showers will follow soon after. No but really I’m ready for some warmer weather. While I generally enjoy freezing temperatures, a couple month break is always welcome. On the other end after two months the blazing temps and dehydration due to constantly sweating has me in tears begging for snow and ice.

Brooklyn Fashion Weekend went well. Quinn and Geronimo came to watch each night and after the first show on Friday we shared a delicious dinner at a Mediterranean Joint in Fort Greene. Cheap but damn good would sum up my dinning experience. When we received the check for $35 I was floored. “That’s what I spend when I eat alone,” I thought to myself.

Chalk one up to simple boredom and a need for change but I’ve moved my journal.