I spent today reading in a mild fuge until the early afternoon, then went and split wood with a crush, and then shared steak and merlot with them. Honestly, a pretty good Sunday. The steak could have been better, but I gave them the best cut and they seemed pretty happy with it.

Three hours with an ax, a sledgehammer, a Sawzall, and a chainsaw did me some real good. Plus, there's now a woodpile about the size of a loveseat, and my crush might've learned how to coil cables so they don't tangle.

I would like the world to know that "Wanna come over and split some wood?" is an excellent pickup line to use on Starlesses, but I will probably take you more literally than you were hoping.