Friday - HUNGER GAMES! ate a ton of popcorn, drank my vodka and diet coke, then went to diner dinner with my coworkers. We had a group of 10 go to the movie and I liked it but do wish they had maybe had a voiceover for Katniss while she was in the games and I wish theyd developed Cinna more. Had a ridiculous cab ride home where the cab driver kept grilling me about my love life, shaking my hand (and holding it creepily) and telling me how good I looked. WHAT THE FUCK JUST TAKE ME HOME.
Saturday - slept in. Met Joan, Cat, and Alana at DSW. Got the hell out of Union Square away from the Occupy Wall Street/Union Square people. Met Beth, Annie, and Lindsay for drinks. Spent 40 bucks on beers and drunkenly made my way back to Brooklyn on the subway and ate a metric ton of White Castle. Talked to my family for a bit (my Papa’s funeral was Saturday and the minister didnt acknowledge my family at all, only his see-you-next-tuesday of a new wife. Fuck her and Im sorry but fuck that minister.) Fell asleep before 11 pm.
Sunday - laundry day! Watched 4 episodes of Tabatha Takes Over. Watched UNC lose (extreme sad face). Finished packing (1 more box to go!) and watched 2 amazing hours of Mad Men.
Friday - personal day, MOMA (go now! the print exhibit and Cindy Sherman are great), dinner at Hill Country BBQ (the brisket, the short ribs, omg), dancing upstairs at Pianos and I drank all the PBRs, stood in the drive thru line at McDonalds near my apartment
Saturday - hungover day and slept in and organized room and watched movies
Sunday - on my way to meet Erika, Joan and Mamrie found out my Papa was being taken off his ventilator, walked across the Brooklyn Bridge, had drinks at The River Cafe and while I was laughing with friends and sitting in the sun, my Papa died. Talked to my mom, dad, and Mimi, cried a bit, ate some ice cream with Erika and Joan, then met friends at Corner Bistro for beer and burgers. Had 2 beers, a burger, and some peaches and cream ice cream for my Papa, who loved all those things.
All in all, it was a relaxing and fun weekend, despite my Papa’s passing. Hes been sick and in the hospital for almost 2 months, so I had prepared myself for this. He was a great grandfather, full of stories about his crazy travels, and Ill always treasure the times he made me laugh by pulling out his bridge and telling me jokes every time we talked. He would always tell me before we hung up “I have a few jokes for you” and then tell me a few jokes and then he’d say he always said a little prayer in the morning and mentioned me and I said I prayed for him at night so we had the whole day covered.
Miss you Papa. BBQ and homemade ice cream all the way!
Ive never really been into it save for the Bob Guinney season (until he kind of became a man slut) but I get why people watch it and I dont hate on anyone who watches it. Especially since a lot of my best friends in the world are into it. Judge not yest ye be judged and I dont want ANYONE judging me for my love of Jersey Shore, Fat Chef, and other Food Network programs. We all have our thing. Our tv candy. The shows you can just mindlessly watch and clear out your brain from a long day or a shitty week or whatever.
That being said. THIS BEN GUY WAS KINDA WACK. Did he have a good personality or something? THAT HAIR.