On vacations…

God, it was incredible to get the hell out of here for just a few days. Now that I have paid time off, I’m taking way more three day weekends. I’m seriously breathless with the joy that was getting away for just a little bit.

I really had a great time with Angela over the last few days. On Wednesday, after getting pathetically lost just a few miles from her apartment, we went to Nifty Fifties for an ultra-unhealthy meal. Then we picked up Adam and James and drove to “The Hook” to laugh at the ghetto-ness and breathe in toxic fumes from the factories. *mmm* Angela and I drank Sparks with the boys when we got back and laughed until 4 AM. Thursday was spent sleeping in, having breakfast at a rad little diner by the train station and then my interview (see below.) Friday was for Tom Jones (imagine the diner in Pulp Fiction), meeting Matt at Acme and general fucking around. I cleaned Angela’s apartment for three hours and then we trashed it by having a little get together after. Finally, on Saturday we decided to drive around aimlessly for about two hours since maneuvering on Baltimore Pike a week before Xmas is a grand idea. Grand. I made James an omlette for dinner and Angela tried to convince me to not leave…or at least not to take Lola with me.

Now I’m back for five days before I head home for ten. I’m locked out of the Studio and working in Rider II instead. Not a lot to do, really. My main question now that I’ve returned is whether it is really all that hard to run a vaccuum or use a broom. On the surface, the answer would appear to be no, but apparently this top-level view is incorrect. All I really wanted was to find that my life wouldn’t be inconvenienced because my roommate moved out. Thanks. 🙁