Bowties are Cool

Had a fab weekend with Pomme. There was a gorgeous fountain. There were terrible bridesmaid's dresses. There was a zombie gathering next to a gospel festival. There was French food. There was Journey. There was a water taxi ride. There was dried seahorse. There was a hockey game. There was delicious frozen yogurt. There was a truly magical wig worn by a very large man. All in all, a top night (OK, it was a weekend, but that's not how the line goes.)

Also, there is something living in Pomme's floor. I think it's an alien. The Doctor will probably show up soon to get rid of it/save it/find out it's the last of its' kind/love it. When that happens, call me ASAP, Pomme!

The train ride home was 8+ hours thanks to the Secret Service. And not only did they prevent my train from being on time, but they didn't even board the train to check it, thus denying me the chance to ogle them in their suits. Fail, all over the place.

Work today was a mess. Worked a super long day and then I had to bring work home with me in order to be ready for a meeting tomorrow. Ugh.

Apartment hunting tomorrow evening. It's one of my least favorite activities. Wish me luck. I'm already dreading it.