My face is heavy.

There's a cat meowing outside my window right now and it is not Mr. Hobbs. Perhaps a lover of his?? This cat meowing, and the potential for some kitty love scandal, is about the peak of my thrills this evening. That says a lot doesn't it.

I'm having a lame Saturday night. I haven't had a lame Saturday night in a while and I really don't miss it. Earlier today I took one extremely excited Rylee over to Pete's house (for the first time!) to hang out by the pool and watch a movie. This was all good and fun and lalala but when I got home I crashed...hard. I took an hour long nap that I had a very hard time waking out of and ever since I've felt like my body weights 1000 pounds and every movement requires way more effort than necessary. I'm freakin' beat and I don't know why. I've also been fighting off a very weak strain of cold-or-something for the past week or so. Maybe this cold-or-something is the culprit. Either way, meh.

In addition to the above, Whitney text me saying that her and Todd wish I was around to share a few beers with and watch Flight of the Conchords. OH do I wish I could be there! The four of us (Pete, me, Whit, Todd) used to spend every Saturday night together. Drinking, laughing, not doing much of anything, except enjoying each other's company. The picture above is from like what 3? 4? years ago?? Crazy. There's a LOT I miss about those days, but a LOT more that I don't miss. What I know for sure is that I miss my best friends. I miss them! It sucks being so far away. Somebody needs to hurry up and invent some form of super quick travel. Why can't we teleport yet?! What kind of cruel world is this???

I'm off to scrounge for some Girl Scout cookies and to park myself on the couch. I'm sure I'll be asleep by 10:00.....lame!