I was made for Spring Breakin'...

Here I sit, in lovely North Carolina, in my pajamas at 4:30 in the afternoon. I do love Spring Break. My day has consisted of waking up at 5 when B. left for work, going back to sleep until 9, and the rest of the day has been a fiesta of noshing and napping. I'm up to my proverbial, hypothetical, totally-non-existent balls in junk food (Spicy Nacho Doritos and Birthday Party ice cream). B. is working until at least Thursday, so I have much napping, reading, socializing, and wireless net surfing to do until then.

The trip to NC wasn't too harrowing save a very delayed layover in Atlanta due to all the snow and ice in the northeast. I chatted with many an unhappy New Yorker while I was waiting for my very small plane to Wilmington. When all was said and done I was only about an hour and a half late arriving, and we quickly adjourned to Sticky Fingers for ribs. Sticky Fingers makes everything OK (and I was in very good company).

I hope your respective weeks have started off right. I think I'm gonna bed down with J. Maarten Troost for a bit and finish Getting Stoned with Savages.