Sarah: "Yeah, I know. I'm sick of this weather."

Sarah's co-worker: "It's supposed to get up to like 50 this weekend."

Sarah: "Wow.... heatwave!"

Sarah (thinking): "Time to bust out the shorts!"

Haha. Right. Seriously though. Really fucking cold outside. This has got to stop.

My mom got back from her cruise on Saturday. She said St. Thomas and St. Martin were nice, Puerto Rico was meh, and she said that her armpit got sunburnt. Don't ask. But seriously, forget the cruise. Miami would be just fine with me right about now...

Or even Arizona. I'm trying to convince a certain Jen(n) that it is road trip time this summer. ;)

Work was entirely non-eventful. I took clearance shoes out of boxes and put them on the clearance rack. Goooood times. I asked Manager Girl how much longer I'd be in shoes. At first I think she thought I wanted to be rid of it. Actually, no. I'm kind of getting the hang of it. It's pretty easy. When people ask me for something weird, I screw up my face like I'm thinking, go over to the display, look really hard, and then say in a sympathetic voice, "No, I'm sorry, we're all out," when I really have no idea what the hell they're talking about. I know jack shit about shoes. But I can bullshit a little bit about shoes. I am a champion b-s'er. I shall refer you to every academic paper I've ever written. Yes.

Anyway! T'will really be an easy week this week. I do have my day off for no reason on Wednesday. I shall take advantage of it being spring break so I can head up to campus incognito. In search of an alumni sweatshirt. And trouble. ;)

Off to veg in front of the telly or practice flute or read Austen or something along those lines. Have a lovely evening all. :)

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