So basically, I'm spending the entire weekend--as Pacino would say in "Scarface"--eating, drinking, fucking, sucking, and sleeping.
Wouldn't have it any other way. Today was special in a sense that hammercock and I disappeared to explore Newberry Street. Urban Outfitters was so cool. Then was Lush, Paparazzi, Video City, and Tea Luxe. Just an orgy of sights, smells, and tastes from spinach ravioli to porcini toricelli to espresso gelato to strawberry sencha to creme brule tea. It was a night on the town with my sweetie. I miss adventures like that. I want to do more of that with hammercock. Will probably have another chance on London. Which reminds me that I need to acquire a passport real soon. In the meantime, I am grateful to be in Boston in the right place at the right time with the right people. And it's still only Saturday.
I sometimes wonder what it will be like when I return to work on Monday. Either I will be well rested and fed with the eagerness to get back to work, or I will be too immersed to slacking off that I will be unmotivated for the rest of the week. For now, I will enjoy the slacking.
Still need to figure out what to do with my birthday. The problem is that I turn on a Monday. Should probably make a weekend of dinner, drinking, and partying. I want to have fun with wine, women, food, and song.
P.S.: Posted more of the cute Trowa icon tha/fonual. I want more pictures like that. Tempted to get a paid account.