Melony Louise's Natural Habitat

So tomorrow my life starts again, so to speak.

My vacation turned into me lying around in mouth pain, then lying around with a fever, and then just lying around out of plain habit. I. Did. Nothing.

Well actually, today I got some new cute clothes, a new pair of cute shoes, and some cute fruit ... cos I can't eat anything else in this damn house except like burritos, and I can only take so many God damn burritos.

Also, I saw Elizabethtown yesterday, awesome movie for one reason: suicide machine. If you don't get it, go see the movie pronto! If you utterly hate romance movies, just watch the first ten minutes or so! That period of time is all about how Drew's life is falling apart and his horrid failure and it is sickly hysterical. Plus, you get to hear Orlando Bloom's American accent, which is good evidence that the man is queer as a three dollar bill.

I am simultaneously looking forward and not looking forward to tomorrow. On the one hand, woot, I get to have a life again, on the other hand, that life requires me waking up by a certain time in the morning. Blah. Well, at least I have new jeans which are not all holed up to celebrate.

Note to Self: break habit and pack a lunch. Because, y'know, the cafeteria fruit tastes like olives. And that is a bad sign indeed.