Silicone & Sand

I need an excuse. I desperately need a valid (or not so valid) reason to take time away from my current stagnant state. I can feel the inertia grabbing hold of my entire being. I'm still water begging for a ripple. I need some sort of reason to get out of Dodge, to spend money that I don't have on a trip that I shouldn't be taking (given the current state of affairs on Wall Street). I tease myself daily, perusing the intertubes: Round-Trip airfare from JFK to LBC $259. I need a little fake in my life right now, dyed hair, exposed roots, and augmented breasts. Anything to contrast this current "real." I need the beach more than anything. Prediction: I book this flight while inebriated at some odd time this weekend.