Now I've bathed and while I was there, initiated spring officially by shaving my legs. I feel (both physically and emotionally) smooth, soft and silky. I'm listening to Kirsty MacColl's Tropical Brainstorm (thanks, jincman!) while awaiting Troll with the food. It's lovely.
We're going to kick back with some takeout chinese food, and watch something brainless for awhile. Possibly Sabrina Goes to Rome. Heh.