Sunday, July 17, 2011

Bachelor Weekend

Mode of distraction: Roseanne marathon.
Distracting me from: Cleaning the bedroom. 

Alex went down to L.A. this weekend for his sister's birthday and a family photo, and I chose to stay behind. The last four weekends have all revolved around day drinking and/or thesis work, and every evening has been devoted to thesis work alone. But this weekend I'm waiting on feedback for my second half of my novel, I was free. In every sense of the word.

The apartment was mine. All to myself. As was the city. All the freedom in the world (within the confines of a monogamous relationship, of course). Here's a breakdown of my weekend:

My uniform and post for the weekend.
 Friday Night
-"Writing without Walls" reading (hit and miss, to be honest, but USFers triumphed and I had one of my most fun conversations evaaar with my beloved Karen)
-Frozen ravioli dinner
-Sex and the City marathon
-Couldn't fall asleep, so I made good use of the internet and...finally fell asleep

Saturday Morning/Day
-Watched the first two recorded episodes of Roseanne's Nuts (healthy doses of funny and crazy--typical Roseanne)
-Went to the gym (On. A. Saturday.)
-Cleaned the bathroom

Saturday Night
-Got takeout from "Bistro Gambrinus" across the street (not the best salmon burger ever, but great fries)
-Watched For Your Consideration 
-Downloaded more Kelly Clarkson leaks (have yet to listen--have had mental tug-of-war about what to do since)
-Read more of the brilliant Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close

Sunday 
-Went to Starbucks, got a pastry, and watched Doubt 
-Long, good talk with my mom
-Roseanne marathon

This is a long-winded way of saying I did jack shit, and it felt awesome. Yes, it could have been fun to fly solo in the Castro to see if I can score a free drink or two, but the aforementioned weekend alcohol binges left me promising myself a detox weekend. And I think it was the right choice. I haven't felt lazier or better. I feel re-energized and refreshed, which will be necessary as the thesis is due in exactly one month. I also wanted to clean the whole apartment this weekend, but it's already 4:30 p.m. on Sunday and all that's done is the bathroom, so... 

One other thing: I'm not a fan of sleeping alone. I'll be very gladly welcoming Alex home in a few hours...it just may not be to a clean apartment.