The condo we own is currently being worked on, so this was my view:
I think I might actually need a vacation from my vacation. I tried to preoccupy myself with reading, but our place was so musty from construction that I couldn't breathe out of my nose so I would give up mid-way through.
Anyway, that being said, we only stayed one full day.
But we did go to a super fancy restaurant.
And when I say fancy, I mean like little food on fancy plates and fancy presentation fancy.
The best part? We got a PRIVATE DINING ROOM.
IT WAS SO AWESOME. LIKE AHHHHHHHH.
THERE WAS ALSO A LAVENDER INFUSED CREME BRULEE AND IT WAS HEAVEN. ALSO THE BATHROOMS HAD FREE NICE SMELLING LOTIONS. I ALSO ATE CRISPY PIG EARS.
Anyway, I proceeded to go home and watch Netflix, when something awful happened.
I reached the end of Twin Peaks.
The final episode, right down to the final scene. I cried. And maybe sorta screamed. Maybe a lot. I might have also drawn a lot of little pictures of Agent Cooper and Sheriff Truman. They were not casual pictures. They were either very sad or very cuddly. Nothing in between.
I have also eaten a lot of chocolate in the past hour. I might die. I'm starting on another.
Meanwhile, I have to get ready for a combined test and it has yet to stop raining. This is going to be a long spring break.
In the meantime, cheers!
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