I just stepped out of a long and hot shower. I feel reborn.
M. and I are going to watch Urban Legends : The Final Cut today. I know it is most likely destined to suck, but hey, I am a masochist for stupid funny gory thrillers.
I am going to drink a mug of hot coffee with cream and sugar and perhaps read a book.
Saturdays are beautiful lazy days. Why can't the week consist of a string of glorious Saturdays?