my weekend

i’ve spent more time in starbucks in the last week then i have in the last year. i could get quite addicted to coffeeshop culture. by the way, gingerbread lattes are not disgusting, no matter what jim might say.

everybody, this is karen. karen, this is everybody. i’ve known her for a very long time and, no matter how many times i think i know, i can never, ever seem to figure out how old she is.

neat houses seen while walking to/from ‘bucks.

i was bored while waiting for karen. my car is kind of dusty inside. i should do something about that.

this is karen’s new apartment (before we moved all her stuff into it). i’m insanely jealous at how big, bright and one-bedroomy it is, but i’m so very happy that she’s now free from her roommate hell. she deserves it.

soon, all of these ingredients will be magically transformed in to tasty holiday goodies by the mystical baking powers handed down to me through generations of domestic goddesses.
it’s been a very long and very productive weekend. i feel like i need another day off just to sloth about. my car now has new tires, my friend is all moved in, a whole whack of household stuff has been accomplished. the only thing i wanted to do but didn’t was to play cards with m&m&d. i suppose i shouldn’t complain. although, i won’t get to play next weekend either as that’s the company xmas party. then again, i get to wear my dress to that, so it almost makes up for it. i’m going to look so damn cute!