Lets think about this: Last year this time I was out to dinner with my bf at a high end asian restaurant on south beach. Yea, the kind of place that serves $17 mixed fruity drinks and entrees that are the size of a dime. Very tasty, nonetheless. This year, I'm sitting on my couch, barefoot with my sweats on watching TV. At least I treated myself to an orgasmic facial this afternoon. Boy, I needed that.
I'll be the first to admit, it does kind of spoil the fun when you dont have anyone to be with on V-day. Oh well, such is life.
The weather is starting to get a little nice... I was thinking of taking my new bike out for a spin this eve, but after my royal facial, I didnt think it was a good idea to sweat all over the place and ruin the glamour.
After I finish updating, I think I"m going to download another book. The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks. I keep on hearing worlds of good stuff about that one. I'm in the middle of a book called the Dissapearing Spoon. In a nutshell, it's about....the periodic table. Yes, the periodic table. It has it's colorful parts, but I'm starting to run into a lot of dull pits and it's getting on my nerves.
Thats all I've got. Oh, I managed to temporarily shut down an entire gas station when I accidentally pulled away with the gas nozzle still in my car. Oops. The guy said that because of that, the entire system had to shut down and reboot. My bad. :( I think I was still in a happy coma after that facial/massage and wasnt thinking straight.
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