the kind of vacation where you just drive around and eat a bunch of pork sandwiches.
somebody to magically fix my camera, and by my camera I mean zach’s camera, which he got for his BIRTHday and which I destroyed by accident, so maybe I can have photos on my blog again (and you know, so zach’s camera isn’t broken anymore). hmm.
somebody to wear these shoes (if they can be called shoes) so I can get down on the floor and lose my mind staring at them..
and speaking of shoes, I want deez. as long as they come with something to wear with them, because nothing I own could possibly be cute enough. which leads me to also wanting:
my entire wardrobe to be made up of modcloth dresses.
is all this too much to ask? I don’t think so.
OH one more thing: to not die on my verryy hilly 10K this weekend.