So you've finally discovered the term of "milking the clock"! Today, I went to work and found myself sweating like crazy. It's that drenchy-type of feeling when you jump into a filthy lake. You know the water is disgusting and dirty, but the feeling of comfort and relief once your skin touches that crisp water, ode to joy. In other words, the weather was blackening my skin once again. Every morning, I forget to put on sunblock or what not, and I go prancing out the door like a dummy. At least I lower my head when I work, or else my face would be pitch black already. A couple weeks ago, Aivy's sister comments about how dark I am. I didn't really say anything, I just sat there and ate my oxtail.

This summer has been the summer of food. More like, the summer of sushi because sushi is in my blood and sweat now. I suppose we could eat something else, but nothing else please's my urge for rolled up rice with, oh must I say it, bbq eel. To this day, I think I've eaten enough sushi/japanese food to last me until the age of 30. -sigh- I want sushi now. When I was in San Diego last week, I ordered this sushi dish called the Kitchen Sink. I forgot what it was, but it was very good. The strange name meant that it would take longer to make since they took forever to make it. It was worth the wait.

Speaking of San Diego, Aivy and I went on a short vacation down to Southern California. I've never been past certain areas down in Los Angeles, so I was eager to find myself awake during most of the trip. First off, the drive down to LA and straight to San Diego took no more than four and a half hours. You can find photos of our trip on Aivy's page. It was a good getaway of sort. The hotel room was splendid, the area where we stayed in San Diego was clean. I want to go back. The best part about the trip was going on another trip with someone I love. I know, how cheesy. It's true. Can't wait for another trip, when we have the money.