The weekend
Nov. 18th, 2002 06:21 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ceebeegeeI cannot believe how exhausted I am. The hell? I slept pretty badly this weekend--I went to bed after 3:00 am both nights and the apartment is sooooo warm. But still. I'm still going to try to work out tonight but I have to take home my new! convector! oven! first. It arrived today at work and now I'm just quivering with excitement. Especially because last night I tried to make some chocolate-peanut butter chip bars and simply could not get them to bake all the way through, thanks to my old, piece-of-crap toaster oven.
Anyway--the weekend:
Met Tim after work and we went to a new bar on Tenth Ave. called Fusion. Appropriately low-key lighting, not too crowded, nice waitress. Then we got something to eat at Giorgio's Country Place on Ninth, a strange combination of kitschy, all-American suburban-country with...the name Giorgio. I don't know that many Giorgios outside the Beltway.
The next day, slept until 12:30 and staggered around all early afternoon. Did not get out of my pajamas--there was no reason to go outside as it was raining and cold all day long. I don't mind as long as I'm not out in it, but it does stifle one's ambition to do anything other than watch TV. Went back to sleep at 4:00, woke up at 5:30 because Tim called to determine what we were going to see tonight. A few minutes later Peter called--he was in the neighborhood, having just left rehearsal, and really needed to go to the bathroom. I staggered downstairs and let him in--hurried hellos and goodbyes, and then he ran off again. Decided to stay awake for good and continued reading The Nanny Diaries.
Got so caught up in it that I was late getting into the shower. Tim picked me up and we saw the stage musical version of the porn classic Debbie Does Dallas. Very cute, very enjoyable. Apparently they're thinking of bringing it to Broadway--if they do, they should expand the score considerably, cast some better-looking and built football players, have a lot more dance numbers. They especially need a big dance finale with all the cheerleaders in the Cowgirl costumes--a fantasy finale a la A Chorus Line.
Afterward, we went to the Wicked Wolf and met up with cousins of his.
Sunday didn't do much again, although I did manage to leave the apartment around 7:30 for...a massage. Also dropped off my laundry and did some grocery shopping. Tried to make above-mentioned chocolate-pb chip bars but no go. Oh, I also bathed HIH, the Grand Duchess Tatiana, so now she's all clean and sweet-smelling. And I hand-washed a bunch of items.
I'm just keeping you all on the edge of your seats, aren't I?
Anyway--the weekend:
Met Tim after work and we went to a new bar on Tenth Ave. called Fusion. Appropriately low-key lighting, not too crowded, nice waitress. Then we got something to eat at Giorgio's Country Place on Ninth, a strange combination of kitschy, all-American suburban-country with...the name Giorgio. I don't know that many Giorgios outside the Beltway.
The next day, slept until 12:30 and staggered around all early afternoon. Did not get out of my pajamas--there was no reason to go outside as it was raining and cold all day long. I don't mind as long as I'm not out in it, but it does stifle one's ambition to do anything other than watch TV. Went back to sleep at 4:00, woke up at 5:30 because Tim called to determine what we were going to see tonight. A few minutes later Peter called--he was in the neighborhood, having just left rehearsal, and really needed to go to the bathroom. I staggered downstairs and let him in--hurried hellos and goodbyes, and then he ran off again. Decided to stay awake for good and continued reading The Nanny Diaries.
Got so caught up in it that I was late getting into the shower. Tim picked me up and we saw the stage musical version of the porn classic Debbie Does Dallas. Very cute, very enjoyable. Apparently they're thinking of bringing it to Broadway--if they do, they should expand the score considerably, cast some better-looking and built football players, have a lot more dance numbers. They especially need a big dance finale with all the cheerleaders in the Cowgirl costumes--a fantasy finale a la A Chorus Line.
Afterward, we went to the Wicked Wolf and met up with cousins of his.
Sunday didn't do much again, although I did manage to leave the apartment around 7:30 for...a massage. Also dropped off my laundry and did some grocery shopping. Tried to make above-mentioned chocolate-pb chip bars but no go. Oh, I also bathed HIH, the Grand Duchess Tatiana, so now she's all clean and sweet-smelling. And I hand-washed a bunch of items.
I'm just keeping you all on the edge of your seats, aren't I?
