Wowee, look at those hits from Daddy Likey! Crazypants! Thanks Winona for the link, and thank you for checking out my silly little blog-thing.

Since there’s been no progress on the boots of my dreams, I suppose I will just move on. Patience tends to be rewarded, right?

This entire week I’ve been dreaming about tourist shopping (you know, where you go into strange little stores and boutiques you would never go in if you lived there and find outrageously strange little things for an outrageous sum of money, and because it’s vacation you actually contemplate buying them?) and so far have purchased a pet rock, an orange mumu, and an ice cream.

I’m pretty sure the only thing I need is the ice cream.

Not only are finals coming up this week (A possible presentation on medieval texts, a Spanish film regarding the state of fish, AND 4 primed, proofed, and perfect copper prints) but my dearest rellies from Australia are visiting. (Australia!)

I swear, being related to them makes me cooler. Not only are they from Australia (Australia!) but they’re pretty much the nicest and most fun people you’ll ever meet. The grammar in that last sentence was basically atrocious, but that’s the only way I know how to describe them.

Anyway, so I have work AND finals AND rellies coming up… I’m starting to get nervous about next week! Maybe my dream self can invest in a healing massage? Or another ice cream.