"your sperm makes me happy"

i made the mistake on saturday of driving down to union square to meet ewa and brigette for a shopping excursion since they were having their hair cut there anyway - wow - it's already a madhouse. it turned out to be good in the end though, because we got some serious rain, and it was nice to have my silver chariot to take me home.

we ended up having cheese and cocktails at ewa's house and hanging out with her next door neighbors - two younger guys who were smashed from a long day of drinking and watching football. ewa and i had plans to eat and drink at the blue muse, where my friend chris works as a bartender and waiter. this night he was the barkeep and we ended up there around 8pm, a bit tipsy, and starving. it was empty, which was fine - we ate dinner and then proceeded to get all kinds of drunk (ewa a bit more than me, but i weigh a good 120 pounds than her, so it's understandable) and actually ended up home by midnight.

sunday came to quickly, and it was labeled maitanance day - we picked up dry cleaning, did laundry, i fixed ewa's shelves, and then we had a nice dinner at home. as if sundays aren't bad enough already, they've gotten a little more sad lately, because not only is monday slowly approaching, but ewa is getting set to leave, and i know i will not see her again until friday, and that is not a happy thought . . such is life i suppose. . .

and here we are with monday - 5:30pm, it's already dark outside, and after a wicked week last night, i'm going to scoot out early - you know, it's pretty sad when you show up to work at 8am, eat at your desk, and get ready to leave at 5:30 and it feels like a treat - stay tuned for tomorrows blog when i tell more about how i have become a schill for the man. . . but not to worry, one day i will be the man someone is the schill for, and i will wield my power unmercilessly!!! (insert evil laugh here) . . . enough rambling. . .time to go . . .