Fortunately, I get paid pretty well.
Tomorrow, I am going to Kyoto with Jenny look at the pretty cherry blossoms (a traditional hanami, if you will) and just admire the prettiness. I've been admiring it all week, as seen on my walk to the station and on the train ride to work. I totally understand why eveyone is so enamored of this time. The very fleetingness of the beauty makes it all the more poignant, too. Also? Good excuse to get drunk.