HP, Flight of the Navigator, politics of the ME

Selda requested weekend updates. I, for one, ended up having a fantastic weekend.

On Friday night, Shweenerator and I met up in Chinatown to go to a Ella's Wood Fire Grill. It was lovely out, we were sitting outside on the patio, our waiter was adorable in a very self-conscious, shy way. We split a carafe of sangria and a delicious appetizer of eggplant and ricotta rolls (yum!!!) About 20 minutes later, Mathgimp met up with us, and Shween and I began singing the praises of this restaurant. Until the management came up. And told us we weren't allowed to sit on the patio, or at any table, unless we were actually ordering food. And made us move inside and stand up with our drinks. So this place went from a 10 in my book to about a 4, even though I might go back there to eat sometime.

Not to be deterred from drinking outside, we then wandered to Elephant and Castle, where Sarah and John work. I'd never been there before, but it's kind of amazing. An enormous patio - the best I've seen in DC, good food, delicious drinks... and Sarah was a pretty awesome waitress. We sat outside, talked, people watched, and then when she got off, we walked next door to yet ANOTHER bar, this one a fancy linen table-clothed type bar, where Ms. Sarah once again worked her magic and got us more free drinks.

At this point, not shockingly, I was more than a little drunk, which was the perfect time for us to go... GET Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows !!!!! Shween parted ways so she could go to a house party because she's A LOT lamer than we are, and Sarah, Mathgimp and I stumbled to Borders, got our books and free posters and little light sticks to wear around our necks, and spent the entire metro ride home happy, drunk, and immersed in the book.

Saturday I slept in, woke up at 10:30, and read all day long. Finished the book at 6. Can't comment on it til mathgimp's done, under penalty of death and blog-boycotting, but it was very interesting. Except for a few things I didn't understand and kind of hated.

I finished the book exactly in time for the long-awaited pizza and movie night to begin. Kris and Katie seriously out-did themselves with ice cream sundaes -- HUGE tub o'ice cream, and then more toppings than Baskin and Robbins. We ordered pizza from Mama Lucias (delicious, but pricey). Made margaritas. Everyone was hanging on the porch, drinking and having fun, when Smed showed up, all the way from NY, bearing a watermelon. Surprise! Good times. We watched Flight of the Navigator and Dazed and Confused in our 70s homage, and then went to bed.

Yesterday I basically just chilled all day. Slept in, talked to Seld for a while, talked to Chris Palmer for the first time in forever, actually, honest-to-God applied for 3 jobs, and then Rhonda came over. We got silly drunk with Greg and John and talked about Islam and the Middle East and the death penalty and just had really amazing and interesting conversations. Then Rhonda passed out on a pile of dirty laundry in my room, I fell asleep around 2:30, and my alarm went off WAYYYY too early this morning.

The week's off to a good start, though. Yay, fun weekends and social posts!