You mean it’s all mine?!? - First Step
You mean it’s all mine?!?
I mean, like, ya know, the whole darn thing? Whoa that’s, like, cool.
When was the last time I had an entire weekend where I did not have plans to do something with someone? I’ve been trying to remember and as near as I can tell it’s been since before I moved. That places the last free weekend somewhere back in June. Yowza.
I love my friends, don’t get me wrong. Without them I would be a miserable withered embittered shrew of a human. But there’s something to be said for not having to rush off to some event or occassion or meeting every single weekend.
Of course I have plans for these next few days. Don’t be daft. I fully intend to have a smashing time. There’ll be a mecca to Berkeley Bowl and perhaps a trip to Ikea since I’ll be in the East Bay anyway. A trip to the Bowl is usually followed by spending a lot of time cooking something, so I can expect that to happen. Catching a matinee of Corpse Bride is an absolute must, naturally. The Petaluma Outdoor Antique Fair is this weekend, so that’ll probably make the docket.
Which isn’t to say that I’m avoiding seeing other people this weekend. Should anyone care to join me in my endeavors they’ll be very welcome to do so. I’m just not making any advance plans with them, that’s all.
And it should go without saying that a fair chunk of time will be spent on the couch with Moira. There are three Netflix which need watching, after all. The festivities kick off tonight with the first disc of the second season of Northern Exposure. Oh those kooky Alaskans and their wacky backwoods hijinks.
I can hardly wait. This is going to be great. An entire weekend. Wheee!
You mean it’s all mine?!? - First Step
You mean it’s all mine?!?
I mean, like, ya know, the whole darn thing? Whoa that’s, like, cool.
When was the last time I had an entire weekend where I did not have plans to do something with someone? I’ve been trying to remember and as near as I can tell it’s been since before I moved. That places the last free weekend somewhere back in June. Yowza.
I love my friends, don’t get me wrong. Without them I would be a miserable withered embittered shrew of a human. But there’s something to be said for not having to rush off to some event or occassion or meeting every single weekend.
Of course I have plans for these next few days. Don’t be daft. I fully intend to have a smashing time. There’ll be a mecca to Berkeley Bowl and perhaps a trip to Ikea since I’ll be in the East Bay anyway. A trip to the Bo
wl is usually followed by spending a lot of time cooking something, so I can expect that to happen. Catching a matinee of Corpse Bride is an absolute must, naturally. The Petaluma Outdoor Antique Fair is this weekend, so that’ll probably make the docket.
Which isn’t to say that I’m avoiding seeing other people this weekend. Should anyone care to join me in my endeavors they’ll be very welcome to do so. I’m just not making any advance plans with them, that’s all.
And it should go without saying that a fair chunk of time will be spent on the couch with Moira. There are three Netflix which need watching, after all. The festivities kick off tonight with the first disc of the second season of Northern Exposure. Oh those kooky Alaskans and their wacky backwoods hijinks.
I can hardly wait. This is going to be great. An entire weekend. Wheee!