Tiramisu, Too Much Wine, Nausea

So, yesterday was a good day. I hung out with amiga Amy Cummings- we go way back (to middle school)- and we got drunk and made tiramisu. It was nauseating fun! We also attempted to play settlers of catan- Amy won. Beginners always win.

It's a cloudy slow windy sort of day. The sort of day you eat potstickers and curl up and watch a movie in. A couple movies maybe. I love the weekend. I love not feeling like I don't need to do anything. If I could get paid to do nothing- I'd do it. I know this doesnt sound abnormal- but a lot of people feel the need to do something for their salary- feel like they need to deserve it. I don't.

This may be a problem after I graduate...

A last note:

I need to get back into reading for fun; for some reason my reading for fun brain gets completely shut off during the school year- even if I have tons of free time. There are tons of books on my shelf, in my car, in some boxes, on my desk... that I keep collecting from places meaning to read and I never get around to it. Over the summer, one of my favorite feelings is selfishly indulging myself in a book and getting completely lost in it. While camping, Chris will go on some wild fishing adventure while I will set up nicely on a warm rock under some shade and read, read, and read. I miss it. I have nostalgic memories of living inside novels during some of my most homesick moments when I was living in Spain. What's stopping me from doing this now?