HAPPINESS IS A FAT CAT

This week, I embarked on an epic Sunriver trip with old friends as we said goodbye to one of my best friends from high school who leaves for Japan for six months today. I've got another friend who's still in France for the next few months, couch surfing and hanging out with Peruvian guitarists and whatnot (true story). I'm wondering why I'm not halfway across the world yet.

Jealous as I may be, this Spring Break has been great so far. I've been working, and not sleeping in as much as I would have liked,  but it feels like my first Spring Break as a big kid. Maybe it's because I can finally drink legally, but I'm also trying to tackle this balancing act-- scrounging up all the free time I have and spending it with people I love, and usually lots of television and good food. It's good to be home. There's only a couple of days before the new term, but I'm not too worried. Plus, where there are cute cats, I can never be sad.