oh, monday. go away.

epic weekend.

started friday with plans only to walk somewhere. ended up walking with the roomies to redstripe in wayland square. had a guiness and a salad (WIN), the girls drank wine and carol was in her angry place so she kept us entertained with random ranting outbursts. talked about the boyfs and ex boyfs, etc etc. decided early on to not let earlier texts bother me. don't get in touch with me after months of not returning phone calls and texts only to use me to forward your career. lame.

in bed pretty early because the next morning was all about a trip to the lady-doctor. again with the roomies. the doctor was british and awkward (do these things always go hand in hand?) and thought it was amusing that we travel in a pack at all times. breakfast-ed at the modern diner (not as good as phils but those pancakes rocked my world anyway), then back to 46 ivy. drove over to my favorite park with ciabatta and read/slept out in the sun for a while, then met up with sweenish and went on an excursion into seekonk to buy sporty things for them. talked deanna into buying a tennis racket--psyched. found our way back to the ivy and got sucked into watching 8 Below, which was terrible (but only because it was mildly traumatizing for me and carol--those dogs! so cute!). then got in the caaaah and headed down to narragansett, bought cheesecake on the way and lay on the beach, decked out in hoodies and jackets, and laughed and joked and looked at the stars. the other two fell asleep on the ride home and i listened to sara bareillis and thought about the boyfs. barfy, i know.

sunday = nothing all day, then a random inspiration to go play tennis at hope high school. donned argyle knee socks, short shorts and a long sleeved tee ("will you still be my friend if...?"), goofed off, were worse than deanna thought we'd be (but not as bad as i had envisioned things, so...), apparently inspired 6 other couples to do the same thing--we cut out of there after an hour and a half. and yes, my legs kill today.

late to bed last night after landlord rants and a long talk with kurt. snoozed it about 30 times this morning.

today = desk cleaning, i'm thinking. also a lot of rain. boo.

good weekend.