Taos Mountain! I miss it.
I'm especially pleased that my lowest score is in history & literature. Given the degree in English, & the 29857 yrs in school. \o/
Also, those are not BAGS under my eyes. Pssht. It's the bifocals. Which is, um - Much Better. Obviously.
Well, off to take a shower (you're welcome). Today I'm going to wander around some of the parks in Brookfield and compute my chances for surviving a canoeing experience on the Fox River, which. Okay, is completely placid and flat, but you know. Then perhaps I'll do some laundry, etc., etc. Tomorrow starts my new schedule at work, which means I don't have to begrudge every moment spent awake past 9 pm, and if the sun is up when I wake in the morning, THAT IS OKAY. Yay.
Tomorrow also starts the Dirty Jobs marathon on the Discovery Channel. 9-5, Tues through Fri. Dudes, I would love to see the ep where he has to figure out, with his fingers, whether they are boy alligators or girl alligators. Also, the one where he lays asphalt with the rough & rowdy foreman guy wearing toenail polish and a thong. Nobody brings the hoYAY like Mike Rowe.
On the other hand, do you know - I have not turned my tv on since Donna was here for Beatlefest. And prob. not for months before that. WHAT.