The rest of my week is busy:
Tuesday: Lord of the Rings: Fellowship of the Rings extended edition screening at 7pm with some people I might kind of like. I will find out if Sean Bean's character survives, but I'm sure he'll be fine, he never dies in his movies.
Wednesday: Darren Criss concert in NYC. Pray for my eardrums as his shrieking fans will be out in droves. I do non-ironically enjoy his original music so I'm looking forward to hearing him perform live.
Thursday: recover from yesterday. Pack up for the weekend. Only free evening to write, so, maybe I should do that.
Friday: travel home to visit the family. Deal with bank fuckery before they close. Hug wee doggie forever.
Saturday: I need to find someone with a pool, mine isn't open this summer and I NEED to swim./reg's silly woes Er, I will probably wind up shopping. Can't be tamed.
Um, Glee Live concert at 8pm. I shall be amused that the last time I was in Nassau Colosseum, I was graduating from college. Did I lose cool points by admitting that? Well fuck man, you've been tricked all along, I've never been cool.
Sunday: sleep for ten years only to remember I need to get back to my apartment, prepare for the next week, which only has like, one major event planned. Sleep forever.
At some point in the week, I will set aside time to inform my cat Taylor that I am not fond of him. It's how our relationship works. I annoy him and he loves me for it.
Weekend was pretty cool. There was much walking in the city despite the sudden cool, I came across a bar that served DELICIOUS cocktails (located sort of across Stonewall, and of course I can't remember the name now, thank you, memory), there was gelato had post-dinner, and Sunday, I got to annoy my Stef as we watched lots of specials on Disney and I proved my abilities as a Disneyologist are still in fighting form.