Well, I’m at war with the little people in my head again. I’ve got the little workers who are winding the big countdown clock in my head – five days until California! And then there’s the other side of the faction, who are frantically trying to push back the hands so that the clock rewinds. It’s quite the battle. It almost deserves popcorn, really.
I’ve been pretty busy for the last few days – it puts me in mind of something that I learned in a class a semester or two ago called Parkinson’s law. Basically, Parkinson’s says that work expands to fill the time available. It completely explains why I never have free time. Damn you, Parkinson! At least they’ve been fun activities, though, rather than my normal schoolwork. I went to a murder mystery birthday party on Friday night, which I’ve never done before. We had to dress up as characters in a 1920’s speakeasy, and essentially we all had roles and objectives to fulfill. My mobster boyfriend got shot dead in the middle of the party, and we had to try to figure out who did it. It was a lot of fun, though I had a hard time staying in character – I’m a terrible actress and the urge to uncontrollably giggle gets the best of me most of the time. At least I know I shouldn’t be a detective, though – I was way off in my guess.
I also crossed another thing off my to-do list yesterday and went to a hot yoga class with a few of my girlfriends. I’ve done a couple of different kinds of yoga before, but this was really different because of the heat. I honestly have never sweated so much in my life! I couldn’t believe I was physically capable of producing that much sweat. I always find yoga really challenging because I got shortchanged in the flexibility department, but it always feels really good afterwards. My legs are definitely protesting today though. Afterwards, we tried out this little hole-in-the-wall diner for brunch, and I ruined any calorie deficit by having some absolutely amazing eggs benedict.
Ignore the bad picture, I was so hungry I couldn’t focus properly on making it look good. It was called Jimmy’s Place, and it was one of those places that you wouldn’t notice unless you were looking for it. So worth the search, though.
I also saw the Avengers last night. I am a diehard fangirl of Robert Downey Jr, so I’m usually pretty content to watch anything with him in it, but I enjoyed the movie on its own merits too. I’m not sure it lived up to the massive hype, but I’d still give it an eight out of ten. It has an all-star cast of beautiful men rippling with muscles. How could a girl say no?
Alright, it’s off to the task I’ve been putting off – making a packing list. And then actually carrying it out. Let’s see how far I get…