I refuse to blame the Indian food!

Ugh I say. Saturday was spent lying on various things in a state of stomach upset. The bed, both couches, the floor, probably the table at some point. Yes there was copious amounts of Indian food consumed last night, but neither Nuka or the Zeeb felt any ill effects from it. Mass has yet to report in, so either he's fine or dead. I'll keep you posted.

The good news is, what better way to spend your day off than lazing about the house, with a perfectly good excuse as to why you can't get on the treadmill. The other good news is that my knight in faded blue jeans scored another grand point for males today and picked up a few last-minute things I needed from REI whilst I convalesced. Bravo Z, bravo. And props to Nuka too for accompanying him.

So I have pretty much everything I need, I'm sure I could think of a million little extra things to take along with me, but as I'll be carrying it all on my back for a month I'm trying to go as lightly as I can. Certainly if anyone has any reccomendations I'd love to hear them, just add them to the comments!

For all those who may not know the main characters in this blog, here are some pictures and explainations to better make sense of Al's blog. Yeah, good luck with that.

This is code-name Nuka, she's my super fab roommate

This is her looking fierce.

This is super best bud code-name ZB, or just Z, or The Zeeb, or Zaphod Beeblebrox, or The President, the list does go on

Visible in the backround is my other roommate, code-name J Ho. He says very inappropriate things often and is a remorseless eating machine and I just freakin' adore him. Here's him after eating too much last Thanksgiving.

And lastly, the infamous Massimo, code-name Mass

He's Italian and often can't remember where his car is parked.

There may be more later but now it's bath time! Woot!