Wednesday, October 01, 2008

The key to a room of one's own and a mind without end


One cannot think well,
love well,
sleep well,
if one has not dined well.
Virginia Woolf


So while I may attempt to live more simply in these trying times (goodbye, new car!), I'm taking Ms. Woolf's advice and keeping food, glorious food, as my sole indulgence. (And electronic gadgets, natch.)

8 comments:

The Other Andrew said...

"Sole indulgence"? I remind you, the art of self pleasuring is free.

Michael said...

OK, true, but no more using that expensive Aveda body lotion!

freakgirl said...

MY EYES! MY EYES!

Michael said...

Well, not for nothing do they call it Hand Relief. (Although, I must say, Foot Relief has a refreshing hint of peppermint.)

The Other Andrew said...

Peppermint = tinglesack.

Michael said...

Yes, manual tinglesack. Or manual tingle Manuel, if you're on a first name basis with my sack.

landis smithers said...

and sex, right?

landis smithers said...

oh wait. you all went down the other road. i was thinking WITH others.