The weather outside is delightful.

I just spent the last few hours, now very valuable time due to the urgency of my critique next week, walking with Michael in the Domain, which always proves to be a blast. Neiman Marcus serisouly freaked me out, because although it is part of the mall, it is like a world all its own. And in this world there was free champagne, artists, appetizers and plenty of complementary smiles to go around.

I just wanted to steal samples of perfume.

So we strolled down the street to see the very beautiful tree, and have some European dark chocolate, which makes me want to just go on and sell my soul to advertising just to make enough money to eat those for breakfast.

But Michael is the utmost gentleman.

An hour later, and no haircut for Michael (his original intention for driving all the way up north, I think I just served as a distraction), we headed home, and now I sit anxiously feeling like I should be making the most amazing hand rendered ads possible, but not really wanting to move a finger.

So I'll study spanish by watching shows with spanish subtitles on.

Good enough for me.