friday
ginger-induced mood. felt like punching everyone in my line of sight from co-workers to small children on the street and puppies.
the metro doors closed on me. still sporting a very attractive purple bruise on my left thigh.
went home. had a pork chop and a nap. calm.
visited my pal's new digs in columbia heights - was thoroughly impressed by the woodwork and fancypants chandeliers. the thick, non-A/C air in the bedroom was cozy.
early to bed. late to rise.
saturday
awoke to l a z y kisses, an iced coffee drink and a delicious muffin.
took the sis shopping. bought big mama a present in an attempt to appease the beast she's become. she's been completely wack lately.
played a bit of guitar; i miss pianos.
chilled/slept/ate until nighttime.
wasn't actually invited to that kid's party, so i carried on with my original plans... weird war. they did not disappoint. mssr. svenonius was as pompous and dansetastic as usual and the guitarist brought with the funk like nobody's business. i rocked that show alone, as i am wont to do when my pals flake, but i ran into some folks that i dig. spoke with that hilarious kid for a while, which made me happy. felt blatantly ignored by that other kid, which didn't make me happy. giggled and bobbed my head with modern jason and his lovely lady. not sure why, but some of my favorite people lately have been couples. hmm. there were many foxy females around, so i took the liberty of grabbing their asses a few times. someone told me he enjoyed my "hiney".
after i'd had enough of the redroom, i headed back up to columbia heights. hung around, didn't help install the A/C. instead, i sprawled quite attractively across the bed and took pictures of the wall, my cool ass t-shirt, the A/C installer and my forehead.
dreamless sleep.
sunday
awoke bright and early without a hint of complaininess.
took the bro to the marine store to get life jackets. his deliberate swagger annoyed me to no end and i started the engine before he had gotten into the car.
ate. calm. watched half of the addams family. reignited my fascination with christina ricci's forehead.
had a tiring and frequently uncomfortable afternoon with the fam, the fella and the frenchman who has been moochin' off my dad since the early 70s. the boat wasn't working due to large amounts of billowing black smoke out the port side engine and ariana's mood was drastically affected. she was a terror for the better part of the day until she got some chicken wings or something. wanted to smash her. the frenchman was stinky. mom was cranky and tight-lipped. dad was anti-social and asleep on the boat.
plus sides of the day:
we all got some delicious seafood.
got a bit of a tan and the chance to prance around in my bikini in public.
everyone seemed to like everyone else.
happenings from the week so far
fell in love with the shrimp california rolls from whole foods. i will never love another grocery store sushi as much as this.
got some real work to do that didn't involve scheduling. did a little jig in my cubicle when no one was looking.
bek and i went to see a place in mt. pleasant, a mere block from where hawaiian aaron broke my heart last summer. meh. the place was beautiful, but too expensive for what it was. and the roomies were a bit lame... the lamest being the guy's old man hat. but it did provide us with a good laugh on the short walk back to the car.
watched the neverending story... twice.
decided i can wait no longer to relax my hair and am currently lobbying for someone stylish to cut my hair for me... cough, cough... bek...
started folding some clothes and thought about the prospect of packing. immediately became tired and watched clueless instead...
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