California sounds nice and all, what with the perfect weather and astonishingly beautiful geography, but I think we're going to move to the frigid wastes of New England instead.
My fiancée and I are moving into a new apartment. It's got a bigger kitchen, a pretty big backyard, and a really nice patio. And the yard gets a lot of sun, so we'll be able to grow way more stuff than we can now.
The guy who currently lives there keeps chickens in the back yard. It's cool to know that we'll be able to do that, if we decide that we want to. Fresh eggs are really, really good.
-- Edited by john31584 on Thursday 19th of May 2011 05:52:59 PM
A fairly popular blog recruited me to do fortnightly book reviews, so I now have a regular outlet for writing (albeit not my own) plus it will motivate me to read lots. Yeah that's right, I'm a blogger now. You have my permission to throw stuff at me, or mockingly post that Shoreditch Dickheads video.
I have no room to talk. I've been writing articles for a political blog, which is way, way, worse.
I just realized (this is in response to John) that I have never in my life eaten a fresh egg straight from the bird's ... vagina? I actually don't even know where eggs come from. Wow. Biology fail.