Back and rested from a week of road-tripping vacation and ready for whatever life is prepared to throw at me (ready yourselves for a retraction of this statement at 10am tomorrow when I tire of work and am ready to return to the beach).

I've decided a good vacation entails being barefoot, being near water, watching good TV (West Wing, in this case) and just sleeping and chilling. Is that too much to ask?

In my newly relaxed state of mind, I've also decided that I'm setting a bedtime, sticking to it and if I miss it, then screw it. (Bedtime was an hour ago and I have yet to get anything done).

Check out this cool video that two of my friends in Ecuador made...No idea what happened to Julie...