Friday
I went to work and had sushi for lunch. A bento box full of flavor taste. Carrie, Natalie & I all went to Panamonica's for dinner, but in the last couple of days they'd developed an insane and unexpected lunch rush, so they were out of some stuff. Like lettuce and fresh mozarella cheese—the two things that Natalie wanted to eat. Oh, well. Devon and Mary and Eddie (!!) stopped by as well. Eddie is so supercute.
After Panamonica's we all went to Chris & Heather Lovejoy's house for Chris's 27th birthday "party." It was very low-key. Not very many people, but a good glass of red wine, and their kitchen was awesomely big.
Saturday
I slept in until about 12:45. As soon as I woke up Mary called to let me know that the only showing of The Saddest Music in the World was at 1:00—in 15 minutes. Could I make it? Sure, I said. Then I looked down.
"I should put on pants, huh?" I asked.
"Probably," said Mary.
So I put on pantalones and brushed my teeth and dragged my sleepy, greasy, unshowered ass down to The Grand Cinema to watch The Saddest Music in the World with Mary. What an f-ed up movie. It probably didn't help that I was still half asleep. In fact, I was really, really foggy all day on Saturday, and I had an awful pain right where my neck joins my skull. Neckskull I call it.
When I got home from the movie I quickly developed a migraine headache. One of those that gives you a blind spot right in the middle of your vision so you can't actually see anything or read anything except what's in your peripheral vision. Oh, and also the pain happens. Can't forget that. I took much Tylenol and plopped down on the couch. I was late for Fools Play because of it.
Fools Play was "Theme Night" and the theme was Politics (thanks to Taisha). It was kind of a sloppy show, and we were all pretty low energy. Afterwards I went straight home on account of I was feeling plenty lousy.
Sunday
Sunday afternoon we went to Lindsay's wedding. Holy crap she was freakin' gorgeous! I've always thought she was gorgeous, mind you, but this was over the top ridiculously gorgeous.
Carrie & I left a little early. I was feeling strangely stir-crazy, like I needed to get away from people or something. I went from working alone several hours a day to NEVER being alone. But then I got a call that everybody was going over to Viki's place for an after party party. And for some reason I really wanted to go and be around people. So we went, and it was much more fun than the actual wedding because I was only around people I knew. That's what it was; it wasn't that I was around people all the time, it was that I was around STRANGERS all the time. That's why I didn't have as much fun at the wedding, because there were so many people there I didn't know.
I always feel stifled around strangers. Like I have to "behave." But when I'm around only friends and family or whatnot then I feel wonderfully relaxed and happy and surrounded by love. I like that a lot better.
