Man, I was awake with insomnia all night and I just lay in bed, when I could've been living the Darth-fest with y'all. Darth Your Call is Important to Us cracked my shit up.
I've been wanting a egg&chorizo (mmm, potatos and chorizo and egg and cheese and) breakfast burrito from BurgerTime all day.
Problem: nearest one is 2100 miles away.
You're closer, sarameg; you drive.
It's pouring down rain, very wonderful. I was so in the mood for rain. Of course, makes walking to the store problematic, but we can survive if I don't get to the store today.
Weekend plans: None. DH is working a CODEL (that's when Congressmen spend your tax dollars to travel overseas for shopping and vacations meetings with other government officials) so he'll be at work Sunday and Monday, which means I'll be doing what I do every day, Pinky: sitting at home dinking on Photoshop.
Best vacation ever: Tough question (I could tell you the worst, easily) but I'm going with Bali. One of the benefits from teaching at the International School in Kuala Lumpur was a 4-night stay at the Bali Hilton, and plane fare from Malaysia was cheap, so we were able to have this conde-nast vacation that we never could've afforded otherwise. The hotel was delightful, right on the beach. We took walks at night along the beach, with the phosphorescent tide sparkling around our feet. We saw vine-covered ruins in the jungle. I felt the presence of the old gods in a holy cave. And we saw puppies for sale at the food market! What more could you want from a vacation?
Happymaking thing: I got a contract to do a t-shirt for a middle school class, so that's a project and a little money.