watching episodes of terminator: the sarah conner chronicles, mostly to see summer glau kicking post-firefly butt.
wine and cheese for dinner.
watching my roommate eat steak and cupcake for breakfast, followed by a molasses chip "for dessert" and secretly envying him.
anything one might do with a fancy cashmere blanket. fantasizing about such things and said blanket.
buying a new pair of boots I really can't afford because they were on sale and it's been raining and my cat's tumor site is sloughing off in a really unappealing fashion.
candles and bathtubs and incense. oh my!
staring at the sky until the clouds blur and dimensions cease to exist and I am almost certain I will blow away in the wind.
the poems of pablo neruda. all of them.
narcissistic blog entries even I don't feel much like reading.