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March 23, 2007
Floridey Dreamin'...on Such a Dismal Day
Ughers. After a delightful evening (including tasty morsels of a stranger's steak at the Chophouse, tasty morsels of my very own martini at the Cruise Room and the giggles that can only be induced after a drink at the bleakest entry to downtown D-town's "club" "scene"), and some, you know, frenching, I woke this morning with a serious case of the blahhhhhhhhs.
Basica: I've been in bed all day. Which never happens. Ever. Coughing started last night, and suspect it may continue. Head hurts. Feel all fevery and dehydrato. Doubley lame because tonight's the Ratatat show I've been looking forward to and lits the LAST thing I want to do on erf is go hang and bounce my brain to some techno over at the Bluebird. Sigh. Life. So. Tough. To BOOT, afterwards, rather than coming home to rest - I'm hitting the road up to Silver Thorn with Rick to get an early start on at least one more day of skiing and BBQing up to A-Basin tomorrow.
Me? Glutton for enjoyment. Even at my own detriment. Especially at my own detriment. So imagine my delight to discover in my inbox today, an e-mail confirmation from Southwest Airlines that the boy has bought me tickets to go to Key West a deux over a long weekend in May. Luck? Be my lady, because man, this is some sweet deal I've got going on with this kid.
Schmiles for miles over here. Now if I could just convince my woozy head to jump in on the ride, we'd be all set.
Posted by Bree at March 23, 2007 06:05 PM