fun, fun, fun

It was so weird to take the weekend off. When I'm not procrastinating, I discovered, there's actually very little for me to do. (Btw - I'm procrastinating right now. It's been a busy day as far as that goes.) I get so much more done when I'm trying not to do anything. Or... something like that. Whatever, I had a good time doing nothing. I didn't go shopping yet. That might have to wait until after the final deadline. It will have started getting warm by that point (knock on wood), so there's very little sense in buying more winter clothes, right? *shrug* There's not much sense in buying anything, but that doesn't stop us, does it? I need to clean out my closet and drag all this stuff to the Salvation Army before I can justify getting new (to me) clothes. I haven't gone thrift shopping in so long though! It would be smarter to wait until I had an income, huh? Soon enough.

First things first. I hadn't really expected to hear from my adviser about whether or not she received my draft, but I was a little nervous about it. And then she emailed me today and said she was having trouble opening the document, which made me feel extremely guilty for not working all weekend long and turning something more fluid in, but let's be honest: I need to do a bunch more reading and focusing before it will be where it needs to be, and this is the perfect stage in its development to get feedback from the one who decides if it's good enough.

Weekend recap: Friday night I met some friends at Half Pint on W 3rd St. Service was decent, prices aren't bad. Clientele leaves something to be desired. I know, it was Friday: Amateur Night. But still. The line for the two unisex bathrooms was long and the crowd was unruly as a result. Someone cut in line in front of me - no kidding. That's just bad karma. Then the girl behind me kept whining, "I'm going to pee in my pants!" What are you, 5? This is your first time with liquids? It's right by NYU, what can ya do?

Saturday I met some friends at Peculier Pub on Bleecker - I'm not a fan of the service there, prices aren't bad, clientele is what you would expect. It was like a reunion - most of us haven't seen each other in a while, and one of our friends just arrived from a few months in Cali, so it was really great.

Then me and the guy (labels are tricky business) headed up to Taj in Flatiron. Great decor. Crowded, loud, expensive. It was a lot of fun. The music was weird though, like the dj had (or thought the crowd had) the shortest attention span ever. The songs themselves were great, very old-school hiphop. It was like being at a high school dance. But they only lasted 10-30 seconds each. I kept thinking the dj was mixing them or would go back and forth or something, but no. Just blended them into each other one after another, no looking back. It was disconcerting.

And then last night my friends had a party at their house, so I got to see my friends two nights in a row, which was fantastic! Yummy Cuban and Italian food, lots of beer, good music, and Dirty Dancing on in the background. What more could you want?

So tonight, as soon as I summon the energy, I'm going to do some yoga, shower, eat, and curl up with some literary theory. That's the plan anyway.