pancakes for dinner!

Saturday
Busy, busy girl that I am, I socially overbooked myself last Saturday. Firstly, had to go home to big mama’s after I was slightly guilted for having stayed away for a couple weeks. I woke up early, fixed French toast with ben and then headed over to the metro, stopping to pick up some bright red daisies and a birthday card for my mom along the way. It was an eventful and productive trip home, got everything I wanted/needed from target and the art store (which included $6 worth of felt at 20 cents a sheet). Spent a little time with ari, which she spent most of schooling me on the subtle artistic nuances of The Sims. Later, my mom took my sister and I out to a semi fancy dinner.

I booked it home to find my roomie’s Ethiopian dinner party already coming to a close. I brought my bangs out of hiding yet again, threw on my screenprinted hawk muscle t and practically ran over to tom’s apt in Dupont to help celebrate his 24^th birthday. It was surprisingly swank, packed to the cream-colored rafters with hunky Australians in tight jeans and witty, bespectacled woody allen-types. I had a girly drink and waxed awesome with tom’s uber flamboyant roomie, marco.

After about an hour or so of schmoozing, I sashayed out the door and headed for ben’s party. There were oodles of people I didn’t know, but that was totally fine. Ben made me a fancy vodka-based drink in a measuring cup when I got there. So I’m flittering around the room, with my hawk t-shirt and a beaker of alcohol. Jennifer, erik and I got all the chumps dancing while ben spun dirty electro occasionally interspersed with some delicious tidbits of Motown. I don’t remember most of the details other than it was a lot of fun, there was dancing and high-fiving, some jerkass tried to work a little mojo on me by placing his hand on my knee (which I immediately removed), the po-po showed up a few times. I called it a relatively early night, heading to bed round 2:30. here are pictures:

Monday was awful.
Thankfully, the initial wave of blinding rage/overwhelming self-pity has subsided and I’ve finally calmed down to the point where it’s possible to console me with kind gestures. I was a bit of a terror to people who didn’t deserve it and I tried to make things up to them yesterday with daffodils and hugs. My inconsolability even took its toll on my lovely Ben, who, this having been his first encounter with the awesome annoyance of a laurie mood, was wholly unprepared.

Tuesday night
I had pancakes for dinner. Hadn’t gone to the grocery store in ages and seeing how the bulk of my culinary options at home consisted of condiments and good intentions, I decided to stop over at giant on my way home from work. I bought a lot of stuff… mostly things that make me happy like maraschino cherries and guava jarritos. And now my cupboard, as well as my belly, is quite satisfied.

Wednesday
Yesterday was better; I’ve gotten over most of my tears, but I’m still in defensive mode at work and have verbally cut no fewer than 3 people. I got some sound advice from a few people and am feeling better about my immediate future.