Fin de semana
This long weekend I didn't do much of anything. I got this urge to cook on Sunday so I made two pots of chili, one for Paulo and one for Mykie, a quiche lorraine, and a batch of cookies. Cooking always soothes me. Kim and I partied on Friday with some Calico Jack and had some fun. It was sweet other than the fact I peed about EIGHTY times and it was hot in her basement. The following morning I had to wake up at nine thirty to go to flamenco and I had a bad headache. Just my luck, we were in flamenco stomping and clapping and turning and playing castenuelas and my head just wanted to explode. Mychaely picked me up and we went shopping in the city. We went to the Shadyside goodwill and then to CVS to get some advil for my hangover, then we got some Wendy's! After that, we went to this cool store in Oakland called Avalon, but the sweater I got is too small. I think I'm going to trade some of my coats in there because I have four. Afterwards I came home and napped. I had hastily planned a surprise party for Kim and woke up about fifteen minutes before it was supposed to be. Whoops. I ran to get Kim and Sabs while Mykie and Steve randomly hung around my house. It was just the five of us but it was cool. I wish I could've thrown her a really nice party because I <3 her, but I'm just a moron so its alright. Hopefully she had fun. Then Sausage and Jessi and Sabs came over and we polished off half a fifth, which is gay because we couldn't get more. But its okay because next weekend we're going skiing and there will be beer.
Just been tired all weekend and I want to sleep. Sorry for such a boring update, nothing creative comes to mind. Read Isabel Allende, the story of the gold rush and the thousand year stowaway.
Just been tired all weekend and I want to sleep. Sorry for such a boring update, nothing creative comes to mind. Read Isabel Allende, the story of the gold rush and the thousand year stowaway.