Weekends just always always fly by. Where this tradition of working 5 days a week and resting 2 comes from, I don't know. I mean, working for 4 days and resting 3 sound much better to me.
Weekend was:
Karaoke at Cafe Jun with friends in berkeley. Hung out at Momovelo for a bit before we went to Cafe Jun, only to discover there was a frat party going on. Arrgghhh.... to be eighteen and stupid! Watching the 18-19yo college kids made me feel so happy to be 26 and smart, and elegant, and sophisticated in the ways of the world. One does not go to a bar and yell "sake bomb" ten times over before downing a sake bomb. After 2 hours, Seiko, the owner of the bar, got sick of them and chased them out. And we had the place all to ourselves :) At the end of the night, there were 16 bottles of Asahi on the table and unforgettable performances of Bon Jovi and Guns & Roses. I had to stay sober for the drive home, so was not inclined to belt out a number. But have learned many many valuable lessons in song selection at Karaoke bars.
1) My Sharona is a definite no no
2) Frank Sinatra songs are the easiest
3) Hey Jude, is hella difficult to sing when you are drunk
4) You sing louder when you are drunk
5) You get tone deaf when you are drunk. Which is probably why you tolerate all the other off key performances.
6) One must get drunk at Karaoke bars. Is impossible to tolerate bad singing when you are not drunk.

Yes, I know already... I'm getting old.