Me and Babar, kicking some motherf**king ass

The title doesn't really relate to anything, but it was my favorite line from the aforementioned Million Little Pieces.

I celebrated my first non law school week day by hitting not one, but two targets. They are right across the street from each other in Colma, which is just south of SF. Between my trip to Haight St, the Targets and the BevMo that was in the same shopping complex, I finished all of our Christmas shopping in two days. Not bad at all, not to mention that I got to pick up a couple of rewards for myself as well. I also stopped at Macys and returned jeans that were purchased months ago.

I hated Targets and chain stores before I moved to San Francisco. Now that they are a trek from my house and not present on every corner I love the bejesus out of them. In between Targets, I got a personal pizza from Round Table and ate it in my car while listening to some horrifically cheesy music on the radio.

After all that, I managed to take the dog to get ridiculously dirty in the park, gave him a bath and scrubbed our bathroom spotless.

Break is good. Break is very good.