Trip Entry #2: Wednesday

D and I futzed around for most of the day, as is our wont, and D's bf C was watching a lot of first-season 24 on the DVD. I was online a bit, trying very hard not to say, "I can't believe I quit my job!" every five seconds. Then work called me--called me!--and after that I said, "I am so fucking glad I quit my job." C went to work and D and I went to the store and bought some groceries, including food for dinner that night. Our friend L is housesitting, so we went over there and D cooked the three of us yummy tuna and we played with the dog and looked at that new Google satellite thing and basically loafed.

Don't you love vacations?