i love mondays. in walla walla i liked to get up at five in the morning on mondays and take a long shower and get all dressed up and go to the verve coffeehouse at seven when it opened with a stack of magazines and a cup of black coffee ($1.70), and i'd just sit there and read for two hours.
hilariously, best week ever's blog has written about the top box office hits this weekend and had this to say about "evan almighty":
I’m still waiting for Bush Almighty, the hilarious tale of a US President who thinks Jesus talks directly to him, then subsequently dismantles the entire foundation upon which humanity rests. Oh wait…
not much to report. i missed the rood's housewarming party because i was with my family. not that i'm complaining. the week was wonderful. i was honestly just terribly sad that i missed showing my sister the best pizza she'd ever had, or that we never got mani/pedis. seriously: what is it about mani/pedis that feels so good? i've actually never had a pedicure. but i assume that it feels even better than a manicure, since it's so much more expensive.
we went to an off-off broadway play and i loved it because we went into this tiny building where, like, twelve plays were being performed at once -- all in tiny little theatres with chairs and red wine for sale during intermission. ah ha! thought i, this is the new york i truly want to be a part of. of course, the actors in those plays are probably starving and homeless. there's no way they're making any money doing that. not that it matters.
alexis and i watched street dancers throw themselves in the air and then against the ground. we danced in the streets in the dark afterwards and flipped off ugly men who shouted insults at us.