I'm still on a high from last night's episode of Alias. Specifically, the Vaughn/Sydney kiss. Man, Michael Vartan is really good with the walking up and kissing. No talking. Just kissing. Mmm. Yes, I'm a happy place. The episode ended, and Carrie's all, "They killed Francie?!" Me: "Mmm, Vaughn and Syd kissed! They totally made out! Mmmm." And is it wrong that I don't really care that Francie's dead? I'm actually just really happy for the actress. She actually gets to do something now.
Anyway, good weekend. Tubing on Saturday was awesome. Sliding down the hill headfirst was amazing. It was an incredible high; for those 15 seconds, I felt like I was flying. Fantastic. I highly recommend it. I started training to give tours of the First Ladies exhibit at the NMAH. And did I mention that Alias totally kicked ass last night? Because it did.
I think I might have to watch the Michael Vartan parts of Never Been Kissed tonight.
Current song in my head:
"Innocent Journey" by Sonichrome