I don't think the weather could get any more perfect right now. Sunny. 70s-80s. Last night, I did the unthinkable. Is August in Houston. I turned the air off and I opened the windows. In August. In Houston. It was perfect. I woke up to a breeze and birds tweeting. It felt like Switzerland (well, without the occasional roar of the trains and the electronic women's voice saying "Zurich Gleis Einz" every 15 minutes). I kind of feel a little bad enjoying this perfect weather, with two hurricanes cutting a swath through the panhandle and up the eastern seaboard in a natural disaster sort of double-whammy. But c'est la vie.

I'm trying to have a girls night on Saturday, but it seems no girls are actually available. Whoever will I see Princess Diaries 2 with? I guess I'm still a tween at heart.

I don't understand why people always want to go to fast food on our Friday lunch outings. Fast food is what you get when you are busy, in a rush, or otherwise can't think of anything else to eat. I end up having fast food for dinner at least once a week. I personally think it should be banned from Friday lunches unless someone in the group has a pressing reason for taking a short lunch. The problem is everyone is SO picky, you give a list of 10 resteraunts and fast food is the only one everyone will agree to/settle for -- to top that off, some of the boys actually PREFER fast food to normal food. Heaven forbid we try foreign food (sushi, chinese, mediterranean, thai and indian are all completely out). Ok, that's my very random rant. Sounds like I'm going to end up having Quizno's for lunch today. Gack. More fast food. Jen M. transcribed our discussion (ok, well paraphrased it), which was hilarious.

I've been really talkative today. I have a lot to get done today because I was a big slacker yesterday. Must work.