Moving and Smiles

It's a good day. I had a good talk with a friend last night. I had a good talk with my mom this morning. It's a good day. Also, I got to move heavy things yesterday. I don't think I'm opposed to exercising so much as opposed to paying to exercise.

I am regularly asking people to let me help them move. People are so surprised at that offer. It kind of makes sense: it's hard work, and many people are too busy being busy and important. However, it's some of the best exercise FOR FREE, and the people whom you move often feed you, and it makes them so happy, and why in the world would you not want to help someone move?!

In other news, women are attractive. I don't know if you've noticed, but God made His daughters really good-looking. Another thing I've noticed: smiles make such a huge difference. You can have the stereotypical best features ever; if you have a grumpy frown, it's just not attractive. And I'm not talking about a sad face in a sad context; even sadness can be beautiful in the right context. Rather, I am talking about the perpetually displeased-looking frowns. Some people talk about having a "resting bitch-face." Some people seem to have a resting angel-face. It's magical.

In other other news, Meadowvale is plodding along nicely. It's never enough, but, looking back, it has made some amazing progress. I am equally dreading and looking forward to working through draft two. For now, I'm just trying to blurt out enough dots to connect the full line. Eventually, it's going to be an ardous, delicious adventure trying to smoothen all the edges and fill out the scenes.

On that note, I really have to get started.