In which I review my weekend.

Mostly it was rainy and chilly, and it’s getting dark way too damned early, and for some reason this year I’m just NOT READY FOR SUMMER TO BE OVER YET.

Caturday:

I slept in. I did laundry.

I got my nails done. Finally. It had been five weeks and I really needed a fill. Aren’t they cute, with the little airbrushed designs on them?

I have no idea why my otherwise fairly earthy thing needs to be destroyed with long fake plastic nails, but I love my long fake plastic nails OMG so so so much. They totally don’t go with my look – if I can go so far as to imply that I do in fact possess something as unified as ‘a look’ – but I get such a lot of silly happiness out of them that I keep getting them done.

I mean, hello? They’re pink! AND AIRBRUSHED!

I sang in the Tricities with the boys Saturday night and made a hundred bucks.

Sunday:

Another chilly morning and overcast day, damn it. Sometimes, you just gotta make a big ol’ pot of awesome Indian food to warm up the kitchen and make the house smell FANTASTIC:

Sambar, delicious sambar!

Enough said.

I will be watching movies in my room Sunday evening if you need me.