Scribbles

What a whirlwind of activity this past weekend.  Started off with an hour of free play at Dave and Buster’s with my lady.  We blew past Time Crisis 3 and eventually got addicted to this off-road biking game, whose name I can’t remember.  Hey, can’t complain about free video games right?

Then I set out for Oak-town with my good friend Andy to catch the Chemical Brothers and New Order concert.  I didn’t know Chemical Bros going in, but I certainly do now.  Their set was flat out awesome.  As for New Order, they played 2 Joy Division songs and closed the concert with Blue Monday.  Man, great times!  Thanks Andy for the invite!

So that was just Friday.  On Saturday I set out to SF to check out a few apartments.  I found one that was down right awesome; it had a huge room, patio back-yard, office, and garage parking. Unfortunately I received a call later to say the room was to be rented to someone else.  Can’t win them all I guess.  Still, there was another promising place, with a bunch of interesting 20-something students/young professionals.  If it weren’t for the parking situation, it’d be almost a slam-dunk.  I know, what do I expect from the SF parking situation.  I got spoiled by the other property that had garage parking.  The only one I clearly didn’t like was the one owned by
two sisters who sounded friendly on the phone.  But when I arrived, I sensed an unfriendly vibe, not to mention the place reeked of pot, um, I mean incense.

Afterwards, got back home just in time to catch game 4 of Mavs-Rockets with some friends who visited.  The game was awesome, keeping this series clearly the best first rounder of NBA playoffs so far.  After that we caught up over dinner.  It’s rare for us to get together nowadays, and even though we were missing our coordinator (who had an emergency work session, doh!), we had a blast. I capped the night with another round of Mahjong training with the newbies.  No crazy hands this time, and I was pretty beat by the time we got into the second round.  Someone took another stroll in the garden again, but recovered some later,

Sunday seemed relatively tempered, but somehow it didn’t feel that way at the time.  I worked a bit, did some chores, cooked dinner for the gang, studied francais, and caught another foreign flick on DVD.  I felt rather drained by the time I hit the sack.  Perhaps the previous activities caught up to me.  The last few weeks have felt this way, not a minute to spare, yet relentlessly fun and exciting.  Cheers to that.