in two days, i'll be going to california for a looong weekend. i don't necessarily need a vacation, since the holiday season just ended, but i want a vacation, so there you go. i'll be in los angeles, which brings up two important questions:
1. will i meet anyone famous? i'm certainly not going to hunt anyone down for an autograph, but if i see luke wilson in the airport, aren't i sort of obligated to try to kiss him?
2. with all those skinny anorexic girls out there, am i going to stick out like a sore thumb with my big ol' holiday thighs? ugh, cross your fingers. i don't need that kind of pressure.
so with these thoughts in mind, and not a single thing packed, i will be spending the next 48 hours doing some pretty serious california dreamin' (on such a winter's dayyyyy). i mean really, there's not much else i can do. :)