Happy Monday, dearest internet. I am somewhat sore today. SORE FROM AWESOMENESS. Friday, there was much laying on the couch, ordering pizza, drinking beverages, watching hockey, et cetera. Also, I saw Survivor for the first time in many years, and the only thing that has changed is the leatheriness of Jeff Probst’s skin. I kind of miss that show, and ...

Hello, humans and robots. Did you know that the National Park Service has started publishing a magazine? It’s better than porn. I am serious. :-[ You know what else? I’ve been in my apartment for two years! Dude. A third else: don’t forget to order holiday cookies! If you’re not in the area, we’ll get them shipped to you by ...

HEY, SNOW! Except I think it all melted already. Lame. I really am excited for snow, being that it’s already December and we’ve got the cold to go along with it, but I also have the feeling that right now I could be all HEY, THE SUN HASN’T BEEN OUT FOR SIX DAYS! or HEY, I JUST LOST A TOE ...

Dear life, I love you. Jenni And, oh my god, tomorrow is hockey, and party, and show, and more party. It’s possible I may die of awesome right now. OK. For real this time: I’ll see you next week, dudes.