Today, brainstorming summer...

adventures trumps

studying

statistics.

Seeing people dressed all cute in the summer...

makes me really really hate my job.

I want to trade my tennis shoes for stilettos more than I can adequately describe.

In two hours...

this will be my summer.

No plans.

No worries.

Just a bunch of white nothingness ready to splatter with friends, books and a whole lot of wine.