In the wake of...

a sordid affair that ended in catastrophe (as they always do in my case), I've decided I want to take up sailing. Why sailing, you ask? Because why not? I've never done it, but there is something romantic and mysterious about it. The idea of having cold water spray on my face while "speeding" across the water seems fun and dangerous.

I understand that this is a very expensive venture and perhaps I might need to ensnare someone who already has a sailboat to teach me prior to buying a small one myself.

Anyway, I would have to save up for that any way. But instead of new boobs, I'll buy a boat instead.