I think I know this guy. Not Tom Cruise, but the instigator of the blackmail plot. I mean, I know a guy with that name, who lives in that neighbourhood, and has the right job.
But, really, how likely is it that
I
would know
that
guy?
Fuck, if it is him, I need to laugh for a week.
So, what are people doing this weekend?
I don't know. But I'm not:
traveling
having company
working
for the first time in something like 8 weeks.
Packing, flying, familying.
Woohoo Sparky!
That said, when are you coming to visit in DC? Hrm?
Tonight, going to my first every minor league game (Everett Aqua Sox) with people from the big two Mariners blogs, where we'll have a Q&A with the M's director of scouting before the game.
Tomorrow, frantically cleaning house before we go out of town for a week, so I won't be too embarrassed that one of my friends is coming to pick up the mail and water the tomatoes.
Sunday, worshipping at the Church of Baseball again. Mariners vs. Red Sox, 1:05 first pitch. Forecast for the day is partly cloudy and 78F.
Tonight I plan to make tacos, drink some beer, and hope nothing else in my vicinity catches on fire. Tomorrow, helping someone move, possibly seeing a movie. Sunday is my day of pajamas and lazy bastardry.
I will be seeing a movie, teaching, possibly attending a kid's birthday part which seems to be an excuse to drink beer by a pool (but it's far), maybe seeing colin, teaching again, trying pole dancing, and falling down dead.
Not sure about the precise order.
Tonight: HP:OotP and dinner with my cousin.
Tomorrow: Was gonna work, but can't because I didn't get the info from the bank that I need to get things done. So there will much chilling out cause my parents won't be home and then Joe and I are going to a party and Em will be spending the night with her grandpa D.
Sunday: See above re: aprents not being home.
How funny. Living with my parents and they go out of town and I'm excited so I can just chill instead of being able to have a party. Kind of funny.