After 3 solid weeks of work, the lady and I decided that we would do whatever we wanted this weekend. It started with a crazy friday night of making a pallet on the living room floor and watching the Nannie Diaries…I’m surprised the cops weren’t here banging down the doors for our blatant rebellion against noise violations. It was actually exactly what I needed, a very low key night, not much thinking involved, and I passed out when I felt like it. 645 am rolls around with me straining to get comfortable on the floor…to a comfortable bed we crawled in zombified glory.
Woke up sometime later around noon to start the day. Met some friends at a place for brunch…consider the fact that people my age start their weekend days at 10am (crack of dawn) and a noon meal can be considered brunch. After that took off with the Chelz to get her hair did, she wasn’t very happy with the outcome…not so much on round 2 either. I think she’s beautiful, she may read this later so I have to type that. After the cut, we took off to the dirty berg to see my folks and got some steaks at Texas Roadhouse.
As the food settled we took off to see the fight over at a friends, left there to go meet some more downtown. As we walked through RocBar/Mosaic I noticed a shirt that I had designed had sprouted up…it felt pretty cool to know that I somewhat put my own style on this city.
Go for a good time but don’t test the crew!
