weekend

saturday night i hung out at the cat and the fiddle with a bunch of friends. Kristen and I got a bunch of friends togther and drank some beers on the open courtyard. sometimes a beer feels so good going down, right? I rarely drink beer, but when i get a nice crisp one, deeeelish!

My exboyfriend's friend showed up, shes really nice and I like her, but the prob. is she's alwasy still talking about him and we broke up like forever ago. she walked in and I was like "oh where did you have dinner?" normal question people ask, right? and she's like oh, i was at a birthday dinner for (fill in ex's name)'s girlfriend. Now, why would I wnat to know that. She could've just said, I had dinner at domiciks with a bunch of friends... but no, she gave me the specifics. Oy

sunday i tried again to hit 10,000 steps on my pedometer, i hit the mid 9000s. so close. I walked around a lot. went shopping with bernsie, hung out with jill at her potche(gifts, lotions, etc) party and picked up something for one of my agent's bday party last night, met a cute writer talked to him forever, turns out hes fucking engaged, as soon as i learned that , was like i'm outtie. then i realized i still only had 5000 steps so i drove to a nice neighborhood and hit the pavement, yes at 9pm, because i'm obsessed with hitting 10,000 steps!!!