
There’s really nothing like an action-packed weekend, you know? Something to get excited about throughout the whole week. I sit here typing on my tainted keyboard (the letters of home row are starting to fade), looking into my “rear-view-mirror” attached to my big Apple Cinema display, hoping for something exciting to cross behind me. Yeah, a typical Tuesday. Too much work to think about, and not enough time to do it, and I don’t have the motivation to get started. Plus, I’ve got a blog to write!
The cafe is pumping the fumes of freshly grilled pink salmon into our enclosed cube-farm, now I’m almost convinced they’re doing it on purpose. It smells like heaven and my stomache is sure to let me know, that if in the next 10 minutes I don’t feed it, it’ll send up a rupturing gargle, further intensifying the all-so-human instinct to consume.
Anyway, back to the point, this weekend was an absolute blast. Here’s a quick review:
Friday:
1. Brandon turns quarter-century (25).
2. Get to restaurant, drink beer.
3. Popa passes out after 1/2 a beer and a proper bit of fish & chips.
4. Drink more beer.
5. Pay bill, finish Popa’s beer.
6. Wake up Popa, drive to liquor store.
7. Look for pipe, can’t find pipe, buy Vodka, chips, salsa, zig-zags.
8. Load car, forgot beer, go back, buy more beer.
9. Get to house, turn on Rockstar and crank the volume.
10. Open fresh beer.
11. Popa’s asleep again, there’s drool…must have been a rough day.
12. Play Rockstar with friends ’till 3:00AM.
13. Popa wakes up, ready to party.
14. Party leaves, Vitaliy drives us home.
15. Cuddle up to Popa, back to sleep.
Saturday:
1. Wake up, head hurts, drink water.
2. Brush teeth, kiss up on Popa.
3. Eat fresh aladiki (mini-pancakes).
4. Recover from Friday.
5. Get dressed for concert.
6. Pick up friends, wearing the same exact thing as me.
7. Look like tools.
8. Buy panties (don’t ask).
9. Eat Thai, face is now a running mess.
10. Get to concert & park (phew…)
11. Watch Coheed and Cambria destroy what would have been a good song.
12. Linkin Park comes on.
13. Enjoy the best show ever! They came back on stage twice after leaving.
14. Ahem…leave concert, go to bar, drink beer.
15. Get home, cuddle up to Popa, sleep.
Sunday consisted of more fun, dinner with friends and family, watching Popa school girlies in hockey, and playing Call of Duty 4 all night.
Ahhh…great weekend.