Springtime
Ah, the arrival of spring in DC. Before the humidity sets in and scorches the sidewalks, there are days like this, when it hovers close to 70 degrees and it's sunny. It's criminally heavenly outside. I went for a (very leisurely--think injured sloth) jog around the Washington Monument today to shake off the cubicle blahs. I was hot, if you can believe it.

In other news, after a conversation about the qualities of different boxed chocolates that Matt, Anne, and I had last night, he came back from working out with a box of Whitman Samplers in tow (sugar-free for SBD!). I will sincerely miss living with him next year.