So recently I have been experiencing major like FUGUE states while driving. I'm staring ahead at the road one minute, and suddenly I'm FORTY miles from where I started. Talk about surreal. It's been happening more and more often while driving. I have absolutely no idea why this seems to be happening so frequently. It's weird. One of these days I'm going to drive off the road into a tree and I won't even notice until I'm hanging upside down by my seatbelt.
I have come to relish the weekends even more. Who knew two days could pass so damn quickly. Weekends should officially be three days - at least. The working world should be given fridays off. Effective immediately. I've also noticed I've been sleeping ALL THE TIME. I finish work, go home, eat dinner, and go to sleep. AT 8:30PM! What is wrong with me. I've morphed into a sixty year old woman, though I'm almost certain that they stay up later that that. Pathetic.
In other news, I said goodbye to Kate (weep) on friday with a deliciously decadent night out on the town including rather large amounts of white sangria, hot men, and fabulous food from a greek place in Fells. I could have kept eating for days. Actually, I could have kept drinking for days, but really what's the difference? Saturday was major amounts of cooking and then dinner and craziness with MT. WOO. We lost his car, found Max's on Broadway (unfortunately), walked by many homeless men sleeping shirtless, and ate sushi...and slushies. I mean, slurpees. I am not longer a slurpee virgin. HA.
Today I spent a lot of money shopping. I suppose there are good points to having a job. Especially one which pays well.
Tomorrow is work again.
But Jess and I are due to hang out this week!!!!
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