I woke up this morning with hair remenicent of an 80's music video. [slept on it wet last night, but it's getting cut Wed. morning. (Yay!)] I'll also forgot to arm my alarm and so I woke up this morning after I was supposed to have left the house. What can I say, in the master plan I wasn't supposed to be working this mon. I was supposed to be officially vegging. My brain has taken a bit of adjusting to the fact that it isn't allowed to vegitate at this point in time after all.

I went to the OC fair yesterday with Becca. It was lots of fun even if it did leave me with a faintly sticky/greasy feeling and a decidedly bloated feeling from the amount of deepfried oil I consumed and the monetary cost of that priviledge. Sadly, I didn't not successed in abtaining the bowel of chocolate covered strawberries that I had lusted over, but trust me it was wisest. There are so many things that only make sense at a fair and barely manage to there. And no, I didn't see any animals.

I would leave you with yet another Hitchhiker's quote but my lunch break is wearing thin so I leave you only with this:
Only Two more Days! yay! :)