My weekend was deliciously busy. For the first time in a long time, I did everything that I wanted to in those few days, the Sís of the week, the light at the end of the tunnel and the dimmer back into the darkness of work and obligation.
Friday I took Zim to Parallel 33 for his birthday. We had a wonderful time laughing, dining, and catching up with each other. After dinner, I showed him the progress of my room, and then we parted ways - he to his home for some much needed rest, me to M.s.ís to socialize with him and a friend for a bit.
Saturday, the busy day! I woke up and wrote my paper for school and then went to the beach with M.s. We had cocktails and lunch at World Famous , and watched people as we chatted and enjoyed the atmosphere on the patio overlooking the boardwalk. Man, people are funny to watch. After our fun little jaunt to the water, we stopped off to play with my cats and then headed back to the zone, where I passed out for a bit.
And then, THE EVENING. First, we made it to Ray at Night ! Open galleries, interesting art work, and plenty of friends to run into. Gabe was making live art, working on ceramics and advertising for classes that he teaches. Other friends bounced around, looking at art and tasting food and wine. I enjoyed the crowd, and Iíll be back there next month. After the art, Ollie, M.s. and I headed to Demilleís for some pizza. We met up with another friend and headed down to the World Beat Center for the eveningís events and fund raiser. I only stayed there long enough to catch up with a few friends and chat with my sister and her man before heading down to Ocean Beach for the party.
Georgeís 30th birthday! And Evan was there!! He brought his new CD, entitled Prima Materia , which hits stores in a week or so. I was giddy to see my name in the ďthank youĒs, and even giddier to find out that his tour passes through San Diego the weekend after my birthday. Oh, itís a party. Very fun! We stayed at the beach house until the wee hours of 1-something (hey, thatís late for me now), and headed back to the zone to sleep, contented and fulfilled by the dayís events.
Sunday, I did not slap my classmate, though man, he asked for it. A quick meeting with annoying schoolmates, some languor time, a movie (donít waste your time with the League of Extraordinary Gentlemen, itís definitely a renter), and a nap. I had dinner with my pregnant sister and my exuberant father.
Mmm, good weekend. Alright, Monday, Iím on it. Here we go again.