a proper weekend

i arrived at singer's in time for food and x men 3 - now that i've seen the actual ending and was paying attention at the beginning, it was all clear :)

my hayfever has been driving me up the wall the last couple of days, and last night prevented me from napping. i almost fell asleep at the singer's mom's table, and crashed on the couch afterwards - pity the lack of oxygen prevented even that from being refreshing.

we went to sleep when we got back here (i'm writing at her place as we've no internet until the technician comes tomorrow), and woke up to go to the lizard for the alternative line. it was a fun party, although i'm mighty pissed off at the bartender for being an asshole (we asked for beers, he added chasers and then charged us for them), and vision left really early and i think she might have gotten upset that i'm still with singer. i can't have both, huh?

i woke up to have breakfast watching larry king live (sans larry) on healthy diets. fascinating.

i registered that singer and i met two months ago, and the fact that she's still putting up with all my shit amazes me.

i walked home, ran into the kid on his way to the beach, and decided to join him.

i've been having issues with one of my cupboard doors, it's been sitting awkwardly off its hinges since i moved in a year ago. while i was packing for the beach, i closed it and squatted down to put my towel in my bag.

with a mighty crack the really heavy (and large, and awkward) cupboard door fell on my head. instant shock and paranoia of concussion, not to mention a negative disposition regarding lumps. unfortunately, all we had in the freezer were strange tiny blue plastic golf-ball thingums, which i can only hope were more effective than they felt.

the beach was really nice, it was great weather and we took the frisbee fairly deep - we had to dodge the windsurfers during play, which was interesting.

on the way back, the kid and i were discussing the effects of time on relationships, when he commented: "stupid four-dimensional universe".

we spent the afternoon cleaning, tidying, making things right and compiling a list of things to sort out. then we walked here for supper, and settled in for the next episode of heroes and the end of the second season of how i met your mom. a part of me really did want to watch the rugby final, but singer doesn't have sports channels.

oh, well. i suppose watching south africans jumping up and down with joy on the telly was a good second :P

right. that was a good weekend, now to get ready for bed. the warning on the sudafed says that taking before bed might interfere with sleep. sorry, but i'd rather be lying down with oxygen to my brain but my eyes open than the other way around.