whole lotta milka

Ok, actually no milka. And not much of anything else, either. Which is to say, I feel boring tonight. Especially when compared to my friend S, who I received 2 e-mails from today, detailing her escapades in Ethiopia. Well, not escapades so much as... trials, tribulations... let's just say that at this point I'm very glad that she has all of her toes and internal organs.
Now is the time when I ice my back and go to bed. good times, good times