wow. It's been a long weekend. (long in the sense of so good, i can't even remember quite what i did on Friday anymore...) let's think.



ok, so. It all started Thursday night.

I had been in the library since 12 noon until the test which was at 7 pm, and so I got out of the test ready and rarin' to go (to walmart with aaron...humble destinations, but great fun if only b/c i was out on a weeknight.) We were planning on going latenight eating at Denny's but the lure of the 50 piece bucket o'nuggets at the McDonald's foiled our plans--apparently a bucket o'nuggets is a great way to meet people, b/c so many people commented on it, just walking by our table, and one dude even asked for one.



Friday, I went shopping at Barton Creek with Rachel for clothes, and spent a small fortune at American Eagle, for which I was rewarded by an awesome little water bottle that they gave away for free if you paid over $60. (I surpassed this by only $4...)

Actually, we went shopping b/c Rachel needed to buy Elissa a birthday present, the clothes were only a selfish side-project. In searching for this elusive present, me and rachel ended up spending like, an hour at Pottery Barn esp., and also Williams-Sonoma. It was fun. I found myself strangely enraptured by a certain cereal bowl set at the Pottery Barn.

**Sidenote: Is it strange that I feel like a traitor for wanting to buy cereal bowls? Ok that sounds insane, but follow my reasoning. I hate guys that take it as a given that if you have a boyfriend, they can find you on the weekends barefoot in the kitchen with your gap jeans on and holding a spatula. Ok yeah, I might sound ridiculous, b/c barely anyone thinks (or at least declares) women should stay in the kitchen nowadays, but believe me, I've encountered it, and quite recently in fact. The funny thing is, this person didn't even mean it in a bad way, they just sorta, assumed. Which is worse. Anyways, back to the point...I guess I equate buying cereal bowls at pottery barn with some sort of offensive stereotype of what certain people think a girl's role is. Not a lot of people, this isn't some blanket rant, but some people.

Needless to say, I did not buy the cereal bowls. Actually, not because of all this, but b/c they were freaking expensive. If they weren't so expensive, I would have bought them anyways, b/c they were so cool--made out of clay, and brightly colored, and even the spoons were made out of clay...and besides, making decisions based on whether you're going to either fall into a stereotype or go against a stereotype gives it all more power than it deserves--I'll do what I do because I want to...

Anyways, yeah. Friday night I cooked lasagna with Aaron after buying the supplies at HEB, and though I thought it was screwed up for sure, it was actually really good. And then we ate, Jimmy and Aaron and I, and watched John Carpenter's The Thing, which was really good, though I think it's title takes away from it.

Saturday, hung out, watched TV, then went with Aaron to walk around 40 acres fest to scrounge for free stuff, and then to this play that he had to go to (more on that in another blog perhaps). After that, got recruited by Rachel to go to see Metric playing--they were really good. Then, onto Elissa's party. Extra fun, and stayed up till 3 b/c of it...won at poker, $8, whoo-hoo!

Then today, church with Aaron and lol--chinese buffet where I stuffed myself silly b/c near the end I found these awesome sweet biscuits that went perfectly with vanilla ice cream to make the most delicious concoction I've ever tasted.

Darn. Now it's time to start on my short story.