So, three days into the new year and I’m already slacking on this whole “take over the world” thing. I’m glad it wasn’t a resolution. Lets me off the hook easily. PHEW!
I have a really good excuse, though. You see, on New Years Eve, I went to the airport to pick up @bitca (or, Bitca) who I have not seen in FIVE YEARS. We had a weekend planned of drinking and taking pictures. Not necessarily at the same time. Thank god, because that woman will put anything flickr. The weekend seemed to zip by in a flash as we went out yesterday to take some pictures, I started getting that funk. Not so much that the holidays are over, because I’m sort of glad they are over. But that “back to the grind” funk after having 10 glorious “days off.”
Today, we’re all in the process of detoxing from the Meester’s cooking. He’s made a habit impressing my friends so much that no one believes me now when I actually DO cook or bake something. I mean, who can compete with BACON SUSHI? You can’t. It’s bacon. And sushi. Together.
I have the distinct smell of poop on me somewhere. I’m pretty sure it’s not mine.