Off The Grid
Love is exercise.
... and jumping. Lots and lots of jumping.
We'll back tomorrow. After we've jumped our hearts out.
And if you're really missing me - can't live without me - you could always go read what I have to say about the politics of hot dogs (and see why I was once mistaken for Debbie Gibson. No, really) here. Or come talk about sex here. Or get your fix of gossip here.