hello summer (without the damn sun lately however). i've been back for about four days and i think i racked up at least $500 on my credit card/cash. this is what happens when you are deprived of malls in berkeley. you go buck wild once you come home.

so five episodes of sex in the city later, i've come to the conclusion that...if i'm thirty-something and unmarried, i am going to shoot myself. the show is my new favorite obsession. oh, that and christian dior.

i tried tanning three days of the four since i've been back. first day it was in my backyard (shut up, i know it's lame) and after fifteen minutes i could not take it anymore i was sweating up a storm. second day jess, jenny and i decide we want to go to laguna...at 3 freaking 30 in the afternoon. it was so damn cold. overcast, chilly, and freaking cold. jess insisted we could still tan with the uv rays. what the hell was she talking about all i got out of that afternoon was some hella good laughs at jess. third day i dragged chris with me attempting to go to newport but once we hit santa ana mall it started to look really gloomy so instead i begged him to go to nordstrom with me to find a bathing suit. then i had to compromise so we went to the shooting range. when my hand isn't shaking like a leaf i've got to say, i don't have bad aim. okay i just realized i'm blabbering on about what i've been doing - not exactly super interesting. i apologize.

end note: i love having cable. it's like...orgasmic. lol. not really.