I’m exhausted. I need a night of relaxing with my new lady love, Colly-col (which is exactly what I plan on doing).
I’ve had a rather busy weekend followed by another night of craziness. The usual stuff really, prancing about through Brooklyn all Saturday night followed by a mellow Sunday drinking margaritas and getting tackled by boys. I also played Wii this weekend… games are so addictive. I haven’t allowed myself to play in so long and I swear I was shaking after from the adrenaline of it. Ridiculous. I cannot get sucked into it again.
Last night I went to Arlene’s Grocery for their “World Famous Live Band Karaoke” night. I drank myself silly in order to build up enough courage to sing an out of tune version of Stevie Wonder’s “Superstition” then proceeded to serenade every passerby on the street until my friends dragged me to the Rivington Hotel where I danced until I realized—big surprise—I was wasted, had only slept for an hour over the course of two days, had worked 14 hours straight and had to wake up for work the next morning with a smile on my face and a skip in my step… riiight.
Like I said. Exhausted.