Friday, August 12, 2011

Thank the lord for Friday.

What. a. week. My brain is officially fried. I won't even go into the work part of it, which was where the real shite went down, but some highlights from outside of the office include: on Tuesday I filled the apartment with smoke from not sufficiently draining oil from the pan in which I was cooking flank steak to top a salad, on Wednesday I ran four miles and only realized during my cool down that I'd had a dryer sheet stuck to my butt the whole time (thanks, security guys that were standing near my machine watching the soccer game with me, for not saying anything), and this morning on the way to work I accidentally ran over a toad. RIP, toad.

Don't worry. I recognize that these aren't really problems. South Sudan is working on development, London is still in a mild uproar, and the sleaziest man on the planet is officially trying to move from Texas to D.C. Plus, a toad has been robbed from this world.

What I'm trying to say is that I just want to walk into this kitchen:

Italian designer Paola Navone's Paris loft, here

Grab a chocolate croissant and a cappuccino, and then retire to this living room:


Where I will bask, read 4 books in a row, and then take an epic nap.

Have a happy happy weekend, everyone; let's all focus on our veritably endless positives and leave the silly negatives by the wayside, shall we?

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