out, out, out. i spent my whole weekend doing things and had a great time. out thursday night with my marketing friends after our huge semester-long project wrapped up, out friday night to visit my great business school buddy who i don’t see enough of anymore, and out saturday night to celebrate the birthday of a very dear friend. we even squeezed in a barbeque saturday afternoon which was excellent as well. i think the only parts that weren’t fun were when i was putting my foot in my mouth either accidentally or intoxicatedly, but i guess that will happen from time to time. i just really hate to mess things up right when they’re starting to go really well.

job thing is looking better, i have a competing interview to make me feel valuable. school is dwindling and with only three weeks of regular class left i find it hard to see the point of doing my art project even though i know i probably can’t put it off any longer than the two weeks my treatment is already overdue. somehow i’m mustering up the courage not to be worried though.

oh, and we’re having a party next friday which should be fun. when we have parties i get to see all my friends at once and it’s fabulous. i even made a little flier to hand out and send around. consider yourself invited.

the song of the week by the way is not from a cd i bought and really liked or a song that really describes how i’m feeling or anything. it’s just something that came on my ipod this week and made me smile, ironically. love those smoking popes.

[now hearing this: simpsons theme song.]