Sunny side up.
The sun will rise soon here in Boise, ID and, after a long night at work, I spent the past hour cooking an amazing breakfast while watching Anthony Bourdain: No Reservations. Whiskey, beer, and cigarettes were also involved. Now that all of this has been accomplished, I am ready to settle into bed to watch Pride and Prejudice for the fifty-billionth time. Nothing completes a work week like Jane Austen (even in light of all of the above).
P.S.
I always eat the crust of toast first, leaving me with a mishappen plot of butter sodden bread. Delicious.
My name is Malorie. I like daydreaming, science, fandom, and the smell of used book stores--honey bees, bicycles, earl grey, and alphabetizing. I don’t like people that say imagination is a waste of time, lousy fountain pen ink, or artificial plant life--spiders, museums, clutter, or the elimination of the oxford comma. Welcome to my world.
