@mismi,
wearing: my blue and white striped tee shirt from Siena (gold letters) that my brother in law brought back from his italy trip in the nineties. At the time I just had to burble thank you, thank you, when I could tell it would fit like a sausage casing. Today it's a little loose, even airy, which is a good thing. I have a collection of italian touristy tees, none of them bought in italy by me - since I travel sparely re expense - but by me from the Salvation Army, Goodwill, etc. I can now fit into the black Capri sweatshirt with the gold boating symbol (what is that thing they steer with, a helm? wheel of some sort). Capri, another place I've never been, but now I can say it correctly. Cah'-pri, Cah'- pri.
Oh, and the Siena tee is over a pair of flowery goodwill shorts; the whole dashing look is bottomed by my yellow faux crocs.
hearing: the swamp cooler
eating: nothing
drinking: Jumex canned coconut pineapple nectar diluted
smelling: I have hereditary anosmia of some sort - not total, but close to it. Mostly I just produce smells, most often, ah, garlic, but probably not right now.
doing: procrastinating - me too Joeblow and Mismi - It's what I do best.
looking forward to: Probably seeing my cousins in October
wanting: Long story. I'll skip along and say I wish Lash would show up...