Mmm...burrito.

I am already in bed-- after I finished my end of Melissa's statement, it was already 3am. I tried to fall asleep-- and finally succeeded around 7:30am. Good stuff. I worked only a half-day, and decided to celebrate the 1-year mark by smuggling a burrito into a matinee of Valentine's Day. Let's just say this: the burrito was the best part of the movie. It takes a lot for me to not love a movie like that (huge cast, fluffy storylines, predictable sweetness) but I was NOT impressed. Ick. WTF were Shirley MacLaine and Hector Elizondo thinking?! Shirley MacLaine was in The Apartment for Chrissakes! Delicious burrito, though.

So, anyway, I am very tired-- and while the Olympics siren song is tempting, so is a solid night's sleep. I feel OK about the 1-year thing. I don't feel wrecked, I don't feel elated, I just feel OK. Today was a shit-ton better than Feb. 16th of last year-- that's probably the best way to put it. However, 16Feb09 had a major advantage: I had my be-fris with me. I miss my girls.

Happy 1-year to everyone reading this-- thanks for the support. And as a gesture of my gratitude, I'll offer a piece of advice: don't see Valentine's Day until it's available at Target for $5.