I don't really have all that much to say at the moment. I just thought I should write something since I am still awake (with a kitty in my arms, pressing his little claws into my leg in kneading fashion...owwwww...and yet I do not have the heart to push him off of me nor to tell him to stop).
I planned on working on my thesis this weekend. However, I went out last night with my friend Fran for her birthday. It was really great. We went to a bar called Prohibition in Downtown San Diego. It was definitely one of the coolest bars that I have been to while I have been living down here. The atmosphere was that of a Speakeasy. Your name had to be on the guestlist or you would not be allowed to enter. The name of the lounge was nowhere to be seen from the street, instead it was just a door that said "Law Offices" on the window (as though it were a secret). It was great. The bartender made me up this chipotle drink, however, and I ended up having some major acid reflux all day. That, was pretty un-rad.
I tried to get over the acidy pain that flooded my body, and decided to go see if I could squeeze myself into another bar where they were showing the World Cup. This was probably the stupidest idea that I had come up with this weekend. I did manage to push myself into a crowded bar, but as soon as the US scored a goal, the whole crowd erupted and suddenly I was sandwiched between two chairs and I was being elbowed in the ribs. Needless to say, I was out of there in a flash. Over it. Never fucking again. That's what I get for actually trying to enjoy a day of sports.
Tomorrow. Tomorrow I shall focus my attentions on the thesis. I just keep getting these headaches lately. They have been worrying me a bit as well. I might have to go get them looked at, but I am a bit scared. I don't want them to tell me something dreadful. But, that is something that I am just going to have to deal with.
And right now, I am off to bed. Kaiser is off my lap, my eyes are becoming heavy, and my headache is residing. It is definitely sleep time.