happy plastic.

picture this:
setting: atlanta
time: any time within the last 13 years
me - in the passenger seat giddy with the thought of stopping at the container store. finally! staring longingly out of the car window at the well lit storefront as it whizzes by. sigh.... disappointment.
herschel - in the driver's seat sweating profusely at the thought of having to spend time (lots of it) and money (more than a little) in a store with nothing but boxes. looking at the other side of road avoiding the bright lights of the storefront. sigh...relief

today i will buy a randomly sized container and i will put stuff in it. it will be glorious.

also.
i have been thinking about what my days will be like in mexico. here's what i have so far.
morningish... wake up, consider running but don't, walk to the hammock on the balcony, commence laying, trip to the liquor dispenser in our room, back to the hammock.
eat something, trip to liquor dispenser, walk outside to the beach, lay, get in the pool, swim to the bar, loiter, lay on the beach, have hotel refill liquor dispenser in room, nap
and that's all i have so far. i'm probably going to try and get a little more hammock time in there somewhere.