Not too lazy to link

Sheesh, I've been a lazy blogger. I'm blaming Shayne's broken laptop, since she's just about the only person who ever looks here. Really though, I'm just lazy. Shush, don't tell anyone.

We got the drywall hung, did the mudding and had the appraiser out again. Hopefully we'll close on this loan soon or I may start shooting herion into my eyeballs. I'm still trying to recover from all the drywall dust that has accumulated in my lungs. Not to mention trying to convince my poor aching muscles that I will never get that much exercise again. Ever.

I had a very busy post-birthday weekend. Thursday night I went to a Chanel makeover with Mary and two of her friends. Yes, I sat in the middle of the stinky makeup department at Macy's and allowed a very sweet but very, very dumb girl to put makeup on my face. I don't think I've worn foundation since high school. It felt like the drywall mud and she practically used a trowel. And, because the fumes must have gotten to me, I went out for drinks afterwards looking like an old, scary drag queen! It was not fun, but the girl time was.

Friday afternoon Macaroni and I went to see Transformers at the Riverview (3rd time for him, 2nd for me. How cute is Shia LaBeouf??? I'm like a dirty old lady watching him) and then at almost midnight Mary and her friend Al took me and Macaroni to see Serenity, also at the Riv. Yes, they showed Serenity again...let's pretend that it's their birthday present to me and not just the anniversary of the original release. They show it every year for Joss's birthday and mine. See, we are like soulmates. Sad, sad birthday party soulmates.

Then Saturday Mary and Kata took me out for dinner. PF Chang's again this year. I made a total pig of myself and made fun of all the drunk teenagers on their way to Homecoming. Here's what I ate: Chang's Vegetarian Lettuce Wraps, Harvest Spring Rolls, Steamed Vegetable Dumplings, Shanghai Cucumbers and Sichuan-style Asparagus. And a yummy rum-something martini. See? Pig.

I'm in a slight depression over the fact (possibility? rumor?) that Othello is almost sold out...and tickets don't go on sale to the general public until Monday. I might not get to see my imaginary boyfriend this winter. Can you feel the gravity pulling on my lower lip? And I was all excited about my new tattoo in Scotland. Poo. But it also means I might not be spending money on a trip to Europe, so I might go skydiving in Vegas instead, just to cheer myself up a little bit. And hopefully drag baby K and her mama to Disneyworld.

Tonight Jboy and I are going to the National College Fair and then to see The Seagull at the new Guthrie. He didn't sign up soon enough to go to the fair with school so I'm sure he'll be pouting that he's there with his mom. The shame! Hopefully we won't see anyone we know. We seriously need to get him going on the entire "my-life-after-high-school" thing. He waits until the last minute for everything. (Shut up! He could have inherited that from his dad!) I just paid a late fee for him to take the SATs in two weeks. Hopefully we'll get him a nice timeline going after tonight, before it's too late to apply anywhere!

And the play...it's not getting great reviews and Ian McKellan isn't performing tonight (which explains the tickets I scored for $2 a piece)...but I'm looking forward to it. We're in the balcony, my favorite. (Unless I'm seeing Ewan. I enjoyed being within spitting/sweating distance of him.) Would have preferred to see Chiwetel Ejiofor in this performance, but hey, maybe I'll see him in London yet.

Not much else going on. Counting down the days until the cruise (52!) and watching Angel so I can sell my DVDs. Damn, Alexis is hot in Season 4. Watched a bunch of Netflix movies that I should review but, remember, I'm lazy.

Oh, and I got my birthday wish. Safe and sound.