…and black stuff.
the past weekend may have been, quite possibly, one of the bestest weekends ever. like, in the history of weekends and such. and yes, i may be at job #2 right now, but honestly, it feels like a three-day weekend for me. really, it does. because i’m not at the evil, debilitating, soul-sucking job #1. because i’m in — theoretical — walking distance from home. because i will not be trying to get to the gym at unholy o’clock tonight & running out of time. because i actually fucking slept last night.
in fact, i slept saturday night as well. i.fucking.slept. like, unconscious & restful & shit. awesome. i had nearly forgotten what sleep is like, man.
and, i was so swamped last week that i totally forgot that it’s the beginning of summer already! like, officially! man…and with how crazed the humidity is, i totally believe it. although yesterday had some really nice, cool weather. a bit soggy, but nice & cool nonetheless.
but most importantly of all, this saturday the boy and i saw etta fucking james!!!!! seriously, etta james, yo. and it was so unbelievably awesome and i love her so unbelievably much! just…kickass!!! and she sang some of my favorite songs, and she’s like old and can still sing her ass off like you wouldn’t believe! etta tore it up, yo. furthermore, she is a dirty old lady. and i mean dirrrrrrrrty. such a fucking awesome show, i still can’t believe we actually saw her. live & stuff! it’s just too unbelievable. best fucking saturday ever.
furthermore, blender drinks. yeah, my weekend ruled.
don’t forget the ample amount of steve colbert and jon stewart