I had the laziest Saturday morning and early afternoon.
I drank a yummy cinnamony large chai.
I read Vanity Fair and Vogue and Frankie from cover to cover, curled up in a comfy but somewhat dubious-looking armchair at Borders' GJ leisurely.
I reread Pride and Prejudice on that armchair.
I watched the fist-sized hailstones outisde the window and was kinda scared by it.
I watched this little girl drinking hot cocoa and reading her picture book quietly with her mouth smeared with choc frosting from her brownie. She was tres cute.
And I walked home in the rain, soaked like a wet rat and slightly shivery but refreshed nonetheless.

And I hope everything goes well tomorrow!

And on a side note, Rihanna doesn't quite do it for me anymore. Maybe it's the weird blonde side-swept hair. Myeh.