i have nothing to report. primarily because i cannot find my day book so i haven't been writing everything down. oh, who am i kidding? i've been bad since i got back from new orleans. there was pasta and bread and beer and oh, GOD, don't forget the tator tots. there wasn't nearly enough yoga. there wasn't any bike riding. there weren't any living room dance parties. there was thrifting though. there was some really great mail. there was also some "let's ignore the world and everything i need to do and stay in bed and read." it wasn't a bad week. i just know i can do better. and so i will.