Is like dancing barefoot on a Persian rug while wearing a swishy skirt. With changly danglies, even.
Danika's boyfriend Nathan came to stay for the weekend; he's an Korean Navy Seal who now works in his parents' Korean Restaurant. Adorable. We approve. On Saturday we set out for the International Students' Formal Dinner which was held in a church in the middle of nowhere... technically downtown.
There was line dancing and other such silly notions, but we had a wonderful time. Afterwards, six young adults and a balloon, we drove to an ice cream parlor and, I'm sure, got on the nerves of everyone who wasn't us.
Talked to Chris Hoult this morning, and I'll be meeting up with him in London this summer - getting tickets to the Globe, Henry VIII!!! It's such a shame I'll be missing him in Going Postal...
I would like to mention that I haven't had a single drop of alcohol in over two weeks now, and while I've lost roughly 7lb and I really don't know if it's worth it... I have a hula-hoop instead -- Iliana[the lovely lady in magenta] and I have been steadily regressing, acquiring a hula-hoop, a jump rope, large chalk, and a little plastic parachutist we can toss off the balcony. TOYS. Apparently an acceptable replacement for beer.
Jon Stewart went on the O'Reily Factor, advocating for sanity. You can see the edited version here, but I would strongly suggest you watch the full unedited version, it's 42 minutes long, but wonderful. And Stephen Colbert expresses my exact attitude about social networking.
I've finished my homework, cleaned the kitchen, and now I'm listening to Crosby Stills Nash and Young, and trying to upload this weekend's pictures onto Facebook. ...Oh, and trying for god's sake to think what I can get Ari for his birthday...!!!
Love to all! And HAPPY BIRTHDAY ALL YOU FEBRUARY PEOPLE!
p.s. I just realized that for the first time in my life I know who won the Superbowl. ...I don't CARE, but I KNOW...