i am officially lame.

friday, after work, i went to happy hour at ginger man with a good number of co-workers and drank myself silly until about 8 p.m. by the time i got home, neither michael nor i could bring ourselves to drive out to hoboken (a mere 15-20 minutes away) for the tris mccall show at maxwell's, which i had totally been looking forward to all week! instead, we found ourselves stuck in the middle of a csi marathon before finally passing out in bed.

on saturday, we saw running with scissors, which was pretty good once it got into the swing of things, and then i got all excited going through my whole foods cookbook and then going food shopping. i was supposed to head into the city in the evening for the [sic] launch party (lit mag put together by a co-worker & friends), but i just couldn't stand the thought of commuting into the city on such a cold night, all by my lonesome. instead, i opted for hours of cooking (during which my beautiful new cuisinart food processor failed to work) and csi dvds (this is starting to sound like an unhealthy obsession).

sunday morning was church, and then i had to catch a 1:15 bus into the city for my 3 p.m. meeting at $pread (i'm now officially doing volunteer publicity work for them). i was unable to get on the 6 p.m. bus back home because of the damn marathon crowd, and so had to stand around an extra hour waiting for the next bus. and then michael and i watched this awful movie from the 80s--mazes and monsters--that one of his co-workers had told us about. it's a spoof on dungeons & dragons, which my nerd-tastic fiance used to play back in high school.

i need to start forcing myself to follow through on things like launch parties and rock shows. i've become boring.

tonight, i'm going to two sue shapiro classes in a row (6-8 and 8-10) because she's having guest speakers in (frank flaherty from the ny times city section and mackenzie dawson from the ny post career section). i'm going to be so pooped.