I’m struggling to even remember what happened over the weekend. I don’t know how long you can blame jet lag for your problems, but my brain has been in a fog of forgetfulness and general befuddlement since I returned. I remember almost nothing from this past week other than I made it to work each day and, well, that’s really it. Thankfully, I took pictures with my phone and I can kind of piece it all together. I know my parents came down this weekend. And I know I ate a lot:
Not really great choices for the path to my pants fitting again, but I really wanted to eat those things, so I did. I thought I would have missed chocolate and wine the most during my trip, but as it turns out I just wanted pizza, cereal (in cold milk), and anything that came covered in syrup. Now that those needs have been met, I can move on with my life.
God, pizza is good. Never ever take your pizza for granted. Tell it how much you appreciate it every time you get the privilege of eating it.
A ticket stub in my fleece told me that we watched Side Effects.
I have zero feelings about that movie.
I also got a pedicure on Friday with my friends. Things are looking up for my feet, India was quite hard on them.
Back to their pale glory.
I spent most of Sunday on the couch watching TV and slowly making my way through an entire box of Cinnamon Toast Crunch. No better cereal exists. I don’t care what you say. It was fabulous.
And I honestly think that I may love Bradley Cooper after seeing his quick reaction to Jennifer Lawrence tripping:
No hesitation, what a nice guy. And he looked so excited when she won, he’s adorable.
OH and I finally got caught up on Walking Dead.
STOP READING IF YOU HAVEN’T WATCHED.
It pretty much went like this for me:
Daryl left with Merle. OMFG NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.
Andrea is SO STUPID. SO STUPID. Please die. Take Merle with you.
OMG Daryl loves babies so much.
Oh good, Lori is back, because we definitely needed her in there screwing with our leader.
Glenn has a lot of damn attitude and why are he and Maggie fighting now? I do not like this.
The Governor attacked!!! Gah he’s a creeper.
Who is that guy on the tower? How did he get up there???
Daryl’s back. YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
I really hoped that when Rick was holding the screaming Lori spawn that he was realizing that the baby might not be his. But, nope, he was just losing it.
And Andrea sucks at life again. The end.