Its been a long previous week. Last week was just a long week of work, after a long weekend and a previous short week. It got majorly intense come Thursday night. Avidan and I had an interesting night, which ended for me at 4ishAM. We were doing an office move, from one suite in a building to another. It became clear, quickly that things would not go as smoothly as we planned. We assumed that it would be a late night, like maybe 12, but we had no idea that it would be like 3-4.

The night's crazy started with our near death on the way to downtown from Hollywood. We were in the right lane (avidan was driving) and someone makes a sudden right turn in front of us. Avidan slams on his breaks and swerves into the lane next to us, to avoid hitting her, she decides she's not content just cutting us off, but needs to cut across all lanes of traffic. We end up stopping maybe 6 inches from her bumper, she just keeps on going. I turn to avidan and say "good thing you got the M3 and not the 330." We both had an uneasy laugh and then continued on.

We got downtown, and they were much further behind than we thought. So, that wasn't good, things seemed more ****ed than we thought they were. So, we ended up doing what we could and going to get some greek food at our favorite greek restraunt in korea town. Papa Cristo took our order and kept the kitchen open a bit late for us. We got there and he told us to check out the belly dancer. OMG, she was so incredibly hot. I mean, I've not seen such a beautiful women before and such an amazing body and this great exotic look...We stayed for 5-10 minutes and then went to eat our dinner. We ended up eating on the helipad of this 25 story building downtown. it was a foggy night, so it was GORGEOUS. I mean, buildings all lit up but shrouded in fog, it was awesome.

We then got to working, lots of running around, and we didn't leave until about 3AM. I got home around 3:30, was in bed 10 minutes later, and then come 4AM, I got a call from security where we were working, and they had no idea how to use the new phone we set up. Great. I got them straightened away and then got into work around 10:30 the next day. Wow, that was long.

I was hoping to see Kasey Friday, but she's slammed with finals, so I ended up getting coffee with Alice and then going to Cheryl's for some drinks and poker. Coffee with Alice was very good, I think, I am just not used to that kind of interaction, I guess, its just not how I've done things in the past, if that makes sense. Poker at Cheryl's was fun. I finally met her russian's she speaks of, and some of her other stories and work friends. We had a good time, I had good beverages, and had a good time.

Saturday I hung out with Mark. I also got a haircut. We watched USC destroy UCLA, which was alright I guess and then we watched bad Santa. It is always nice just hanging out with Mark. Tiffany came home, hung out a bit more, and then I decided to leave them on their own. Tasha bailed on me for Saturday night, but similar to everyone else, she's so swamped with school and everything else, I understand. I was kind of in a going out mood, but no one else seemed to be. I ended up going with Corey and Evan to see Syriana (which sucked) and got a few drinks. I got home late, around 2, and then stayed up too late.

Sunday I went to my parents house to get lunch with them. We had a good lunch and then went and got a Christmas tree and decorated it and made cookies and just spent time together. Now, onto why I hate Christmas. :) My dad turned the gas on all the way in the fireplace, I lit it, and the ensuing fireball decided to burn the hair off of my left hand. Luckily, no burns, but I literally have the hands of a 12 yearold now, its funny to see. but, really, I hate Christmas because of the music, commericalism, and this idea that we need to spend a ton of money on one another.

I went over to Jody's house for like 4 hours after my parents, we got hot chocolate and talked and shared music. It was a good time. I always love hanging out with her, it makes me feel more centered and...I don't know. Its weird. I'd imagine that it should be awkward, a bit weird, but its just not. I guess its a sign that I am truly over her, in a good way though.

Today, I wasn't feeling well in the morning, so I called sick into work today and slept in until 2. I watched movies on TV, got a sadwhich, and then did some work for the office. Its been a good day.

I had a solid weekend, nothing extraordinarily great, but nothing bad, you know? I had fun, saw various people, and felt food. Its been a while since I've had a ridiculous good weekend or just a ridiculous amount of fun, but thats okay, that can't be every day, every weekend, or every week, ya know?

I am still in an interesting spot. There are things missing that I'd like to fill in, but these are things you need to wait for and let them come to you, not things you can actively change. I am bad at accepting that. I want to have an active role in everything I do/that happens, but sometimes you just need to let life go...