Quelle heure est-il?
I’ve been having the most wonderful weekend!
I was feeling him down the dumps Thursday night, for a lot of reasons. One, that diner food that we got at Mel’s made me SO sick. Two, the obvious. Three, my friend Josh’s grandma who he was really close to died, which really brought me down thinking about which of my relatives is going to be next.
Enough about that. I got off of work Friday it was such a beautiful day. It’s still incredibly nice out. It’s not hot but it’s not cold either… it’s that kind of weather that if you stay out for a few hours, you get a little bit sweaty but not at all. It’s the kind of Sacramento weather I love.
The whole time and I was driving downtown to go to work I was thinking about that teahouse that Valerie had introduced us to a few weeks ago, the one on 16th and U, with the great smoothies.
I knew that my life would not be complete unless I had a smoothie for breakfast that morning, so I went down there (it’s relatively close to my work) and got this wonderful honeydew smoothie with tapioca. I was in heaven all morning. I loved it so much that after got off work I went back and the adorable little Asian lady that runs the place recommended this cranberry fruit thing that was just orgasmic. And the best thing is, you can get this massive delicious smoothie for like three bucks. The lady that was making the drink he noticed my helmet and she was telling me about how she loved riding scooters and that back in her country everyone rode either bikes or scooters. She really wanted to see my scooter, so she came outside and looked at and told me about how she was saving up to get a Vespa. I love little interactions like that!
I had this plan the whole time of getting my delicious smoothie and then going to capitol park to walk around and drink it, so I stowed it away in my trunk and headed down there. I absolutely love capitol park on a beautiful day. There are so many things blooming, it endlessly smells like jasmine and cherry blossoms. I called my mom and we talked for a while about relationships and our excitement about my upcoming visit. While I was talking to her, Annie called and we ended up rendezvousing at the park. I saw her first and hid behind this palm tree and jumped out and scared her. It was so funny!
We saw this tree, and we fell in LOVE. We totally wanted to climb it, even though there was a huge sign that said not to. We kept talking about the tree all day, it was the tree of ages.
I even made a panorama of the little garden we were in:
After taking a million pictures with our camera phones, we walked up towards the theater, as she had to rehearse that night, and stopped for a quick bite at Crepeville. A seriously only buy smoothies and mochas and chais. I never actually eat food. I had an Italian soda and she had this delicious almond mocha thing. We had a long talk about her ex Jeremy and how he delighted in pretending to be what he wasn’t. And, of course, we read our Sacramento News & Review horoscopes, which were (as usual) dead-on.
It’s not on their web site, but was really funny. It was something like “You need to stop being such a hipster and identify in your will which things you actually like genuinely and which you only like ironically.” :)
We were in the outdoor seating at Crepeville, and the sun was setting behind us. Traffic was flowing by…it just seemed like one of those restaurant scenes in a movie.
We continued up towards the theater, and Annie met with her director. I wasn’t sure what I wanted to do with the rest of my evening, so I texted Mark, and he blew me off in a subtle way. I was going home, and I had gotten as far as Alhambra when I was like “Fuck it, I’m going to have a great time tonight.”
I had always wondered what was at the end of West Capitol Ave. (the main street of West Sacramento), so I decided that tonight was perfect night to investigate this mystery of the Sacramento universe. It turns out that the street turns right into I-80, but the drive was really fun. I was almost the only vehicle on the road, until I saw this limo pull out a one of the slummy housing projects (my voice-recognition typed “salami housing projects” ;). The limo seemed totally normal, until it passed me and I could see inside of it. There were like 10 of those things that are above Borg alcoves, the light circle things the you can get at Spencer’s. It was just really cool and out of place. It was really nice to just be able to take night drive. There are just certain moods that cannot be assuaged without a night drive.
Oddly enough, I got back to the theater right when Annie was done with her coaching session. We stood outside and talked for a while, and then decided to hit up True Love. As soon as we got there, however, her director called and said that everyone wanted to get together to practice some of the group scenes in the play. So, we made the trek back to the theater (like three blocks), and headed over to Megan and Steve’s. I don’t know if I’ve mentioned them, but Megan is the person who lent me this leather jacket a week or so ago, which I have been wearing on all my scooter jaunts. It will protect my skin from demise if I fall off my scooter. They have this cool house a few blocks from Annie’s place in West Sac, and are really cool people. They are one of the few couples I know that actually have a real social life outside of their relationship.
So we went over there and had a lively conversation, until Steve came out with these incredible boots. He had been talking about this pair of boots that he thought I would look good in for like two or three weeks, and they were SO great. It’s like they were made for me, they make me look like such a sexy beast, I can’t even believe it. I seriously could not take them off. And the amazing thing was, they gave them to me!
Steve baked these oddly delicious chocolate carrot cake things while everyone practiced their monologues until like midnight.
I ended up crashing at Annie’s. Me and Annie are horrible. We can never get to sleep, because we just keep talking. I don’t remember what we’re talking out but there was this one thing that we bust up laughing at. I was telling her this story about my childhood and I was like, “I’m doing air quotes under the covers” and at that moment it was the funniest thing in the world.
I woke up there in the afternoon. Amanda was getting ready to go get bus passes downtown, and we left around the same time.
When I got home, my grandma had left me a sarcastic note about cleaning up. I was seething with anger for like a second, and then was like “well, at least I’m not surprised.” She comes into my room when I’m not here and puts mail on my computer chair. I wanted to leave her a note saying “I have a grand solution, why don’t you just not go in my room, you meddling bitch!”
But after I thought that, I sort of felt sorry for her because I’m the only person she can really scold. John (crazy alcholic uncle) is just beyond help, so she has to take it out on someone. I guess she cruised up and down the Mississippi. Yawn. America bores me.
So tonight, Annie, Megan, Steve, (possibly Val), and I are going down to Badlands, the new Sacramento club that’s opening this weekend! I was getting ready to get into the shower this morning and I was sort of confused that I had a social life and was able to make new friends with no drama, and then it hit me like a freight train. Oh yeah, I’m not dating someone who’s a socially retarded compulsive liar!
My life rocks. I’m going to have something to eat and then I’m probably going to go back downtown just because I hate hanging out here. The weather is just getting better every day. I hope it’s still like this when Patrick gets here on Monday. We are going to have so much fun! I can’t wait!
