Overheard at the Supreme Court

“This is us just before the hearing.  Unfortunately, her stay of execution was not granted.”

So said my boyfriend as a visiting friend of mine snapped a picture of us in front of the Supreme Court.  I found it odd that, of all places, she wanted us in front of the Supreme Court.  While we’re both all for justice, there is very little justice in our relationship.  I rule, he drools.  Yeah!

Seriously, though, this weekend was a busy one, and I’m still quite tired from it.  Couple it with an intense day at work, and you’ve got yourself one tired WordNerd.  I am not keen on getting up tomorrow morning, but seeing as how I have to run tomorrow (any amount of miles will do at this low point in my running career when I’m trying to train for a marathon) and go to work, chances are I’m going to get myself out of bed.  Somehow.

IP and I took my friend all over DC, seeing the sights.  I have to admit that I am not a very good hostess–IP is much better at playing tour guide than I am.  I have a hunch as to why I’m not that great of a hostess to friends, but that would involve giving away some details of my job, which I don’t want to do.   I had fun, I suppose, but after two weekends of being away and not doing my regular routine, I’m ready for a relaxed, calm weekend.  Or a more predictable one, at least.  Admittedly, a couple of things that my friend did made me twitch with supressed annoyance, but I got over it relatively quickly . . . sort of.  Let’s just say that I like to bitch, bitch, bitch.

Okay . . . I haven’t updated in a long while, but I find myself with curiously little to say.  The new Paul Simon CD comes out tomorrow (woohoo!), and I hope upon hope that my package of clothes arrives tomorrow (my father shipped it a week ago today).  I’m glad Monday is over since it seems like the rest of the week will be a breeze compared to today (famous last words, right?).  Let’s all join hands and hope that Verizon stops being such a bitch to IP, and that my sister coasts through her last class so she can officially be done.  Let’s hope that little brother M had lots of fun at CP, and that older brother A finds a cheap ticket to DC (I swear I’ll be a better hostess to him).  Off to finish my laundry and then, mercifully, sleep.