Come back down
Coming off of three weekends in a row of DOING THINGS and GOING PLACES. It's been fun but exhausting. VV has a bachelor party this coming weekend (corresponds to the bachelorette party I attended this past weekend) and I'm looking forward to doing mostly nothing.
Anyway, recovery. I marinated all my internal organs in a variety of different alcohols three nights in a row and I'm totally fried.
Mazzy concert was last Thursday. I once said that if I had scads of money, I would totally pay Hope Sandoval to sing me to sleep every night and IT TOTALLY HAPPENED. I was a little blitzed after drinking away the pain of one of the opening acts (no bueno) and Mazzy music generally puts me to sleep and she sounds exactly like her recordings so, yay? Sort of. VV and I shared a bacon wrapped hot dog after the concert (yum).