you know it’s a bad night when you’re drinking Pellegrino and pretending it’s champagne

I’m feeling strange tonight. I really want to go out and do something, but I think the last bus already left. And I’m not interested in staying up until 6 AM to take the bus back. Every other day of the week everything runs all night, but Sunday sucks.

So I spend my Saturday evening on okcupid. I had a pretty fun day; we went to the pool for the first time. It was wonderful. The kids had their own pool and couldn’t go into the adult pool, so I did laps. With my knees getting worse all the time, I need to be able to have some kind of low-impact workout. I’m so out of shape I was huffing and puffing after my first lap. But I swam for about an hour, which felt great. Despite my desire to go and bike around Central Park tomorrow, I’m probably going to go to the pool and swim for a while. I guess I can do both.

Oop, just got invited to a party in Brooklyn. Got to go get ready.

Take the A to Hoyt-Schermerhorn (it’s about 6 or 7 stops) then exit the train, go just across the platform and take the G going towards Court St. and get off at Bedford-Nostrand. Got it.