The Inevitable Surge of Vitamin B

I forgot what it was like to sweat.  (Partially because my physical activities consist of, wait, nevermind)

But four things are contributing to this reversal:

1. My kayaking.

2. My jogging (pronounced "yogg-ing")

3. Seeing a cigarette on any media medium (as I've gone... 36 hours w/o)

and...

4. The fucking sun (?) !

It's literally been long enough where I forgot that you can sweat by walking a horizontal plane when it happens to be 68 degrees out.

So of course this required me to do one thing: music (pronounced "mews-ack")

I realized that since my hard drive crashed (from all that porn) I lost my playlists of nostalgia.

So it's a new declaration of terms this quarter.  I'm rapidly trying to get my preverbial shit together and I figured some new things would help.

And so I've decided to make a list of the things that are helping with the fluidity of this life transition.

(it's basically an Oprah's Nowak's Favorite Things List, with about 2,000 mg of Vitamin B)

starting off is this link to a very good song to drive to on the freeway with the windows down.

Seriously though, it changes religious ideologies.

And expect a list on the left hand side of Business Time very soon.

and everyone smells like cocoa butter.