Saturday Night

Preparing for my night of hard drinking. (Not.) D's plane arrives at 10:30 PM and once she's on the ground we'll go hit 6th Street. We're in a new hotel. D made a one-night reservation at the Doubletree, which is nice but really expensive. We have a suite with a kitchen and every convenience imaginable, all for a whopping $189 a night. By comparison my interesting hotel was only $64 a night.

Spent most of last night working on a CSS layout, so I slept until 10:00 and then checked out. My plan was to drive to Congress street, but I couldn't find it. So I spent an hour just driving around, singing with the radio. I enjoyed myself, but I'm sure anyone else would have been climbing the walls. Eventually found Romeos and went in for pizza, roasted garlic, and directions. After a fantastic lunch I made it to Congress, and spent about 20 minutes in Yard Dog and almost two hours in Uncommon Objects. Walked out with a mirror and a handful of dice with words written on them. I tossed five in the store, and liked my mini-fortune so much that I couldn't leave them behind.

Checked into the hotel, did some laundry, and am about to curl my hair so I'll be ready for my bar-hopping excursion.