i'm at the sun right now, freezing my ass off. as i drink bad coffee & surf the internet, it occurs to me that, since leaving my full time job, i now work six days a week.

incredible.

only i could leave my job and end up working more.

so i managed to fit in a mini-weekend, sort of.

after arriving home from nerve on friday evening (p.s. they have green olive bread down the street at dean & deluca's and it's fabulous, though still somehow inferior to the bread charlotte got me in astoria), i bullied michael into not-napping, and dragged him out for a round of mini golf & a light bite to eat at the fine grind. this was mainly to fulfill our weekly date night quota. i am determined to do something cute and out-of-the-condo at least once every week, so as not to go completely stir crazy with how boring i have become outside of work.

on saturday, i woke up all rarin' to be productive, and started out taking photos of my grandfather's house, which my parents are fixing up to put on the market. then, after running some additional errands, i lost steam. my greatest mistake was sitting down in front of the tv whilst stopping for a snack. this was when i came upon, for the very first time ever in my life, so you think you can dance. i started out skeptical but soon realized that this show was like every dance movie i had ever become obsessed with all in one convenient program. i watched it for hours. hours. at one point, michael called my mother and asked her to tell me to stop. but there was no stopping me. ohgod i love how all these reality show seasons are played in ther entirety over the course of a day or two. at the same time, jesus christ, that's just evil. how the fuck am i supposed to get anything done. ever.

i had to tear myself away, finally, to head over to nicole's house for a couple-night of sangria&bhorror. michael (her michael) actually hand rolled sushi, and nicole made sangria and brownies (plus i totally pigged out on the entire basket of cool ranch doritos). we watched army of darkness and troll 2 and i tripped out on my jealousy over the awesomeness of their place, and nicole's amazing decorating skills. it occurs to me now that i should have gone through the house, room by room, and taken pictures of all my favorite things (which is everything) to give myself some ideas for the condo. (obviously, i will now have to make a trip over there as soon as possible to complete this very task.) it's not just the prettinesses. it's the way it's all pulled together so nicely. it's amazing. really. and we suck.

things are very quiet here at the sun. i have a quasi-interview tomorrow morning with michael's boss and i'm scared. plus i wish it was wednesday again so i could go back to nerve. i wish every day was nerve day.