Joker made me think about this hard. Didn't realize I am missing some great shit:
• Going to an all day, sicilian run spa and getting a manicure, pedicure, hot jacuzzi bath, steamed and a facial. Yummy.
• Getting drunk at a cool, beachy place for a whole week
• Getting a very painful suntan that lasts two full months
• Drinking all the Piña Coladas that can come out of a day's use of a blender
• Having "Oh My Lord Thank You" sex
• Having "Oh My Lord Thank You" Lemon Tart for dessert
• Flying to New York City on a moment's notice
• Renting more movies than I can actually deliver in time
• Buying a Coloring Book, crayons... and wine. Screw the black lines, my friend.
• Renting a exotic car and driving around until the night comes and I have to find an obscure hotel to crash into.
• Getting a full on massage from a Sicilian (hey, I can repeat myself as much as I can when it comes to hot guys)
Dammit Joker. Now I am depressed. You must come and kill me. Now.