Looking in the Crowd, Your Face is Everywhere

I think Stinky took this photo of the bottom of a glass. I have no idea why, but I'm posting it because I'm low on pics. I'll probably remedy that this weekend.

I'll just give you fair warning that my self-diagnosed ADD is flaring up a bit today. This could be an all over the place, bumpy ride. If you've read my blog before, you won't be all that surprised. If you haven't, it was nice knowing you. You probably won't ever come back.

First of all, it is fucking, stupifyingly cold outside lately. They said it was supposed to have gotten down to 35 below 0 with the windchill last night. It's impossible to even think about looking cute in that kind of weather. Even some of the girliest of sorority sisters were dressing so practically that they looked like they might take up a partner and go to an Indigo Girls show. I love it when we're all on a level playing field. Of course, the word on the street is that this weekend, it's supposed to get all the way to 35 above zero and we'll all feel like we're having a heatwave.

I've been running at the rec building lately since it's so cold and icy outside. The rec building is so awesome because normally there are tons of super hunky international students playing soccer on what is normally the tennis courts in the middle. When I go with my girlfriends, we usually compare notes on who we think are the hottest ones. Tonight they had Lacrosse practice and that was almost as good. My neighbor Bridget was also there and I got to finally catch up on her life and some decent gossip. It's not quite as meditative as running outside by myself, but it's the closest I got to a social life today. I'll take what I can get.

This weekend is a bye week (I'm totally stealing my friend T.'s term she uses for her long-distance relationship) for me and Erik. Even as we speak, he's driving up to Marquette Michigan - the home of two of my favorite bloggers/ex-neighbors - on business. At some point this weekend, he will head back down to Chicago, but we won't get to see each other until next Friday when I go down to St Louis for the first time to celebrate Mardi Gras weekend there.

What am I doing this week, you ask? Well, let me tell you. Early tomorrow evening, Stinky is having some friends over for pizza and movies. Then around ten, I may or may not head down to the Dublin to see which whacky/nutty/unpredictable fun folks are hanging out. On Saturday evening, I'm making the trek down to Ft Madison for my friend C.'s birthday party. I think you all know how much I love to go to bars in funky small towns. Feel free to reveal your weekend plans in the comments. I wouldn't mind living vicariously through you for a while.