Saturday's

....are the day when I try to pretend like I'm not an adult yet...I actually for the past month have worn Cons every Saturday...mostly because they are forbidden "shoes that can float" at work. I also sleep in past my usual 5:30 wake up time...and just for the heck of it I eat a little junk food. I consider it rebelling against the life I've created for myself the other 6 days of the week. A sabbath from responsibility if you will.

Since I'm living with two dear friends, one of which is an old high school friend, I looked through his CD's and found a band I remember loving in high school. The nostalgic side of me is sad to report that I didn't enjoy it nearly as much. In fact I'm afraid that I had quite bad music taste at that point in my life :)

I think starting next week I'm going to try an hour of responsibility-less-ness a day, rather than pretending I'm five to ten years younger for a day.