Lovely?

After a gorgeous day like today, I feel bad for reading my friend's blog account of her travels in Vienna and feeling jealous - but it's difficult not to compare and think, "I could have been there."

It was a beautiful day, though. I woke up REALLYreally late after sitting with P. on RA duty to keep her company. Then I showered and by the time I was out of the shower, there was a message on my phone (from P.), which stated that she was wandering around downtown and I was more than welcome to join her. So I did, and we wandered around before stopping for lunch at the Pampered Palate. We ate outside, right on Beverly Street, and people-watched while we ate cheese and soup. It was delightfully warm out and - yes, yes I am sunburnt.

Then we shopped around and geeked out over an antique store built in a studio loft apartment (I want to LIVE there, it was SO nice and attic-y), where I splurged and bought a pair of really nice white trousers. Then we decided to walk down by the Wharf and we shopped around some more until we came across Sunspots, the blown-glass studio below the Wharf. They were having an openhouse of sorts, which involved them blowing glass creations for anyone who wanted to watch. It was amazing. Glass-blowing is a skill I would very much like to learn sometime.

By the time we left Sunspots, it was storming and pouring down rain, so P. and I dashed up to campus through it! We were fairly well soaked by the time we reached campus, but we didn't care. There we parted ways and I walked back to my house through the drizzle. I put in a few hours studying my script, then decided to walk back downtown to grab a bagel and some chai from Coffee on the Corner, since it had become once more sunny and warm.

I spent the evening munching on my bagel in my room, reading my script, and watching "Love Actually", which made me feel far too sappy and gave me the near-irresistable urge to learn German. I read S.'s blog, then, and now I'm feeling a mite depressed.

For instance, today - instead of geeking around downtown Staunton - I could have been listening to Mozart's Requiem Mass and then going to a Spanish restaurant with Dr. A & co., where I would have drank sangria and eaten amazing Spanish food. I could have watched "Salome" and explored Vienna. I could have maybe seen B. Could have. Could have. Too many could haves.

Why do I never do the things I know I won't regret?