Well it happened. I went home to Long Island and got sucked into the ability to sleep in, cable, and the most comfortable couch that seems to be made of tryptophan. Not many can resist it's napping powers. I've been here for a week and a half and only got to go outside to do more than get inside a car 3 times. Freakin winter! And I also developed an addiction to dark chocolate and severe case of procrastination. Not great.

There is always the battle of letting myself get lazy by enjoying a little R&R and then feeling lazy from all the R&R. It's what happens when you work all the time and are involved with sport teams and such. I'm more productive when I'm busy. Somehow my brain is better at doing 20 things verses 2. Let's just say the 1 bag I packed for 3 weeks might have been lighter if I just packed the sweatpants. That's all I'm really wearing.

ok I need to gear up for Amy Poehler on Letterman tonight. Priorities. Always priorities.