Weekend Update

Well, enough of the misery bullshit. Let's move on to more important things... like what I did this weekend. Friday night --- we sent Ty off to Asia with an A.P.T. party at Christy's. Note: A.P.T. doesn't stand for anything, it's a cooler way of saying apartment, ok? I know. I asked the same question. This name was created by the host herself. You can't argue with that. Catch my drift? And what a party it was. Let's just say after 2 Costco pizzas, a tub of chicken wings, and upwards the double digits in cranberry vodkas, we were beyond partied out. We did more than just eat and drink, ok? We played Karaoke Revolution (Country edition at that) and American Idol. The highlight of the night was Christy rapping the part of Nelly in Dilemma. Hilarity. Ok, that or Brian singing, period.

Saturday night was a bit more tame. By tame, I really mean crazier. I spent the day resting and relaxing --- the things that weekends are supposed to be for. Duh. I was quite tempted to call it a night and just stay in. But, of course, that did not happen. Some brief highlights: Went out to the city with Christina and Pam. Somehow ended up at the worst party ever. Drank a bunch to compensate. Was unsuccessful. Wanted to go home. Found Christina's passenger-side window smashed in, along with smears of BLOOD on the seat. Disgusting. All that was stolen was Christina's cell phone. So, the silver lining to that dark cloud is that we're all safe and sound and somewhere some loser's arm is all cut up (possibly infected --- karma!) from trying to steal a car.

Finally, Sunday was tame (true to the definition). I woke up bright and early for church with my parents. Then we proceeded to have lunch and traveled down to Santana Row afterwards. We didn't realize that Easter meant all the stores (and Valley Fair) would be closed. Whatever. Instead, we spent the afternoon outdoors, enjoying the sun and walking around. We had an early dinner at Mayflower in Union City for my dad's birthday. I ate sooo much. We even ate those Chinese birthday buns, you know, the ones that look like pink butts. All in all, good wholesome fun to cap the weekend off.