Three weeks ago I, Rachel Bond, inherited a bed-and-breakfast. In Alaska . Just this morning I was in my warm bed in LA but now here I am, up north-and this is, like, nosebleed north-sorting it all out. So-
1. Bears and wolves and moose can't be any worse than LA guys. 2. You've heard of "starving artists?" I'm about to faint. So it's probably time for a change. 3. My good friend Kellan-you'll like him, unlike me, he's cool under pressure-suddenly has this animal sexiness I've never even seen before.
1. ALASKA. 2. The house chef can't cook, and the guide can't read a map. 3. Kellan's sudden hotness is getting very hard to ignore. 4. I just got hit by lightning.
And I'm not sure if this is a pro or a con just yet, but since that lightning bolt, I can see through everything. As in completely transparent. That was before things started to get really weird...