All you Sunday in-sleepers suck.

No girl should have to do brunch alone.

*shall soothe herself with some clothes shopping later*

Someone tell me what $70 jeans do that $25 ones don't, 'cause it all looks like denim to me.

In grand tradition, and because The House On Haunted Hill was way too camp to be scary, The Animatrix once again put me to sleep. Despite these dorm beds decidedly not being big enough for two and the fact that I fell asleep inadvertently hogging all the covers, Jon didn't kick me out. Don't let him fool you, the boy is a gentleman at the core.

Staying was somewhat selfish on my part since I really could've managed a flight of stairs - while I don't miss the complications, it really is quite nice to just sleep with someone. I did finally amble down around ten and spent the day being absurdly productive.

Aah, nothing like a successful shopping expedition. Among my happiest finds:

-a DKNY fleece jacket with the New York skyline in the logo
-gingerbread spice body lotion
-red suede track pants with pink snowflakes
-the Longshot DVD for $5.88

And my favorite: a short-sleeved black baby tee emblazored with the word Celebrity in funky, sparkly pink text. *loves on it some more*

Schiz and I were almost going to Mexico earlier tonight, but we'll wait for passports and able-bodied male accompaniment (which, unless you're famous of course, isn't to be had in California on short notice. Go figure.)

Chris' shirt from last night! Education! The next best thing to a record deal. And he was wearing Joey's jacket! Fancy that.

( AMA blather. )

Off to buy my ticket to LA. *squee!*