after tuesday
things that bother me: people who say they will do something, then don't do it. even when they have A LOT of time to get it done.
anyway, wednesday was girls night, which was a little sad. erin was freaking out and didn't come, tina and elizabeth were wrecks because of durval's murder, i was barely keeping it together after tuesday, and everyone else was trying to keep us all from melting into oblivion.
thursday i went to see the nutcracker at the warner theatre with mike. it was awesome having someone who really enjoys being a holiday dork (i wore my red dress with red and green jewels, he wore a suit with a tie with christmas trees on it. not only did we dress up for the ballet, we did it for xmas!). the reimagining left something to be desired, and the dc ballet is not everything i hoped they would be, but i was VERY entertained. it was me and a 4 yr old having running commentary through the entire show. i'm glad i didn't get kicked out (like the Drunk people in front of us! WHAT? who gets drunk and goes to the ballet? to THE NUTCRACKER!?).
then i headed north to meet up with tina and pete, because pete is a god damn rockstar and he nailed a million dollar contract for his company. we landed at busboys and poets, where pete was demanding we drink greygoose caucasians (nto demanding the drink, demanding the top shelf.) he said as long as he was paying, we were drinking well. kid is nuts, but i'm glad he had some people to cheer on his rockstardom.
today i grabbed a massage from rowan before work, and he did a lot of stretching and deep tissue work for me, helping me get over the knots i've built in painting this week (therapy). after work i went to cafe saint ex to meet up with erin and brock, and after sitting at a booth for 6 by myself for an hour, solomon showed up, and by 7:30 we got the text message letting us know brock and erin were canceling. so we decided to get dinner anyway (oye, 60 for two dinners, 2 drinks and an appetizer. what the hell st. ex?). it was actually really awesome. turns out sol is in grad school for particle physics, and he was the perfect person to ask what a higgs boson is. he spent the next hour taking me from beginner physics up to the higgs, and past the large hadron collider. kid is gonna make a great teacher someday, because i actually started to understand nuetrinos (a little).
i got home to find tina a wreck, because aaron sent her an email saying their breakup was all her fault, but offering her no outlet to talk about it, or make it better. which is....flakey at best. there's no problem with saying "there were thigns you did that hurt me and drove me away", but not admitting you NEVER did anything to really adress the problem, and avert the ending...grrr...
so i've been on "suicide watch", which hasn't been bad. it's been nice to relax at home with tina. i made sugar cookies.
tomorrow is em's party, and hanging out with pretty. i am excited :)
anyway, wednesday was girls night, which was a little sad. erin was freaking out and didn't come, tina and elizabeth were wrecks because of durval's murder, i was barely keeping it together after tuesday, and everyone else was trying to keep us all from melting into oblivion.
thursday i went to see the nutcracker at the warner theatre with mike. it was awesome having someone who really enjoys being a holiday dork (i wore my red dress with red and green jewels, he wore a suit with a tie with christmas trees on it. not only did we dress up for the ballet, we did it for xmas!). the reimagining left something to be desired, and the dc ballet is not everything i hoped they would be, but i was VERY entertained. it was me and a 4 yr old having running commentary through the entire show. i'm glad i didn't get kicked out (like the Drunk people in front of us! WHAT? who gets drunk and goes to the ballet? to THE NUTCRACKER!?).
then i headed north to meet up with tina and pete, because pete is a god damn rockstar and he nailed a million dollar contract for his company. we landed at busboys and poets, where pete was demanding we drink greygoose caucasians (nto demanding the drink, demanding the top shelf.) he said as long as he was paying, we were drinking well. kid is nuts, but i'm glad he had some people to cheer on his rockstardom.
today i grabbed a massage from rowan before work, and he did a lot of stretching and deep tissue work for me, helping me get over the knots i've built in painting this week (therapy). after work i went to cafe saint ex to meet up with erin and brock, and after sitting at a booth for 6 by myself for an hour, solomon showed up, and by 7:30 we got the text message letting us know brock and erin were canceling. so we decided to get dinner anyway (oye, 60 for two dinners, 2 drinks and an appetizer. what the hell st. ex?). it was actually really awesome. turns out sol is in grad school for particle physics, and he was the perfect person to ask what a higgs boson is. he spent the next hour taking me from beginner physics up to the higgs, and past the large hadron collider. kid is gonna make a great teacher someday, because i actually started to understand nuetrinos (a little).
i got home to find tina a wreck, because aaron sent her an email saying their breakup was all her fault, but offering her no outlet to talk about it, or make it better. which is....flakey at best. there's no problem with saying "there were thigns you did that hurt me and drove me away", but not admitting you NEVER did anything to really adress the problem, and avert the ending...grrr...
so i've been on "suicide watch", which hasn't been bad. it's been nice to relax at home with tina. i made sugar cookies.
tomorrow is em's party, and hanging out with pretty. i am excited :)