I'm an adult!
So this past Saturday was the first day in, like, months, where I was not doing something/traveling somewhere, and also not recovering from a one-day.
Spent most of the day alternating between watching the Olympics, cleaning the apartment, making fixes to various costume pieces, running errands with sarrciano, doing laundry, and occasionally retreating to the bedroom where the AC was when I overheated too much. Managed to do a really solid job on the kitchen, an ok job on the living room and spare bedroom, and got all the laundry and costume stuff done, so I felt accomplished. Gosh it was miserable and hot, though.
Sunday was mostly devoted to finishing up laundry, and then watching bad movies with friends. One of them was hilarious... and I still have no idea what it was about. Has been suggested to me that the only way it would make more sense would involve drugs. Lots of drugs.
Anyway, good weekend, and man did I need it. I was way too pleased to actually be able to take care of those stupid little things that had been building up for a month or more.
Spent most of the day alternating between watching the Olympics, cleaning the apartment, making fixes to various costume pieces, running errands with sarrciano, doing laundry, and occasionally retreating to the bedroom where the AC was when I overheated too much. Managed to do a really solid job on the kitchen, an ok job on the living room and spare bedroom, and got all the laundry and costume stuff done, so I felt accomplished. Gosh it was miserable and hot, though.
Sunday was mostly devoted to finishing up laundry, and then watching bad movies with friends. One of them was hilarious... and I still have no idea what it was about. Has been suggested to me that the only way it would make more sense would involve drugs. Lots of drugs.
Anyway, good weekend, and man did I need it. I was way too pleased to actually be able to take care of those stupid little things that had been building up for a month or more.