I'm a well read technosexual who's bluntly honest about all things, although I try to be most honest about myself.
I have a couple things I want to do tonight - find a book for a signing on Sunday, find my water bottle, etc - and then I'm going to shower when the heat comes back on.
Then finish up Jessica Jones, and lie down, because my hip hurts again so I probably hurt my back. (My hip hurts when I turn it in certain ways, but not when I stand, so it's probably my back and not my hip. Or so I was told.)
This is what happens when you sit in Starbucks for nine hours straight :/ I didn't hit the bathroom for six hours, btw.