I'm so fucking lazy that I used a cancellation today as an excuse to leave work at 1:30 (I get there at noon) so I could go play outside. A friend and I played soccer (kind of) in the street, ate red velvet cupcakes, and afterwards we shared a forty out of a paper sack. On the porch. While the elementary school across the street was letting out.
I did it up 406-style.
Another thing I'm vaguely ashamed of:
Not all the time, but SOME of the time I'm a compulsive weather-checker. I may or may not check the current 10-day forecast against the historic average for my zip code. A few minutes ago I checked the weather for my weekend (rainy, naturally) and here's what I saw:

I did.
It was jumpin'.