i've been working a lot, which is good, no complaints. oh i just made myself a liar. my complaint is i have a DVR full of gilmore girls episodes, a fridge full of babybel cheese rounds, a cupboard full of wheat crackers, and no time.
tonight i get off work an hour early, so i think i have just enough time before going to the airport to pick up boyfriend to sit in my slippers, watch the episode where luke and lorelai have their first moment at liz's wedding, and eat more cheese than the delicate mechanics of my bod knows what to do with.
it's the simple things in life, is it not?