Delirium

I should be asleep. Really. Four a.m. will be coming quickly. (5 hours and 20 minutes left...) I just can't seem to get off this computer. Why is it that I think I am putting off the responsibilities of Monday, by not going to bed? I am just making it worse. Why am I still on this computer when I could be asleep?
Will I be angry with myself when the alarm goes off? Yes.
Will I regret this post in the morning? Yes.
I'd better just shut down before I start rambling....

Getting Lost

I am kind of a geek. I am really looking forward to the Lost premiere tonight. I read a review in the USA Today that I liked:

http://www.usatoday.com/life/television/reviews/2009-01-20-lost_N.htm

I agree with this quote,"Lost is going to be complicated no matter what; it's your choice as to whether you enjoy the complications or let them drive you nuts."

I, personally, am along for the ride. I trust the writers to take me on a fantastic journey (even if it doesn't make sense.) I love this show.

Spring Fever in January

So.... California is having GORGEOUS weather. It's been in the 70's for a week in NorCal. I flew through Burbank this week while it was forecast to be 90 degrees. It is amazing! Everyone is outside as much as possible. A friend of mine played hooky from work and went to Santa Cruz instead. (I wanted to do the same today, but I decided to stay home and fulfill my existing obligations. Lame.)
I have been flirting with the idea of a move to Chicago (among others) recently. After experiencing their 10 degree weather this week (twice!) I knew that I don't really want to do it. The unfair advantage California has, with this unseasonable heat wave, makes me never want to leave. The hills are that fresh bright green and it really does feel like spring. I need to keep reminding myself that it's only January.
The heat motivates me to be more active. I crave the outdoors on days like these. I am grateful to be off of work one day to enjoy it. As soon as I am done with a few things here, I am heading outside.

Sunshine on my shoulders

How is it that a bit of sun makes everything better? This morning I was driving from my parents' home to my home in the bay area. I haven't been uber excited for a new year, but I think that maybe it was all that winter weather getting me down. The drive along 80 was perfect. I had the sun on my face, no traffic, and sweet tunes. Before I knew it, I was grinning like a fool, all by myself, in my car. Life is good and my life is exceptionally good. "Sunshine on my shoulders make me happy...." (FYI: Although this a fine tune, it wasn't the sweet music I was listening to today. It doesn't matter. Sing it to me, John.)