It's almost two o'clock in the morning, and I should be asleep. Instead my ass is planted on my dad's Italian leather couch.
It's nice when you first sit down. Cold and refreshing. But like everything in Arizona, the feeling quickly melts away with body heat.
My legs are now tightly suctioned to the leather. Quite an uncomfortable feeling I might add.
Today was productive. Got a new slouchy tan sweater from Old Navy, surprisingly.
Bargain shopping at it's finest.