Apologies to Gershwin: I've got music, I've got rhythm, I've got my
plates – who could ask for anything more?

Some former suitemate of mine has apparently left a CD player. That
rocks. Now I can totally host dinner parties. =)

Let's schedule one for Sunday. This forces me to tidy things up and
learn a new recipe.

Mmkay. Sounds like a plan. Let's pick a couple of people who are bound
to have interesting stories…