Ups and downs

Man I felt like a loser this weekend.

On Friday night, I got so excited about a scavenger hunt that my friend Carrie had put together for us to play between bars, that I almost threw up running to find the clue. (literally, I had to go home early cause I almost vomited).

Saturday night we went out to “da club” and man did I feel out of place. First of all, I was wearing a t-shirt and flats. Woops. Secondly, there were at least three occasions when my roommate and I looked at each other to say “does katy perry sing this song??” (incidentally, the answer was ‘no’ all three times, and one time the singer in question was actually Chris Brown). It was one of those one-word bars that all seem exactly the same like “play” or “five” or “fly”. I didn’t bother getting the exact name until the next morning when I realized I lost my ID and had to email the general manager to see if anyone “turned it in”. (I still haven’t received my answer, rich@midtowndc.com) (And for those of you keeping track at home,yes, I have lost my ID and phone in the course of 4 days)

Then on Sunday, as if to cement my loser-ness, I decided to watch the Grammys. As I watched the red carpet, I realized I didn’t know 90% of the nominees or performers. I thought that Bruno Mars was someone from Menudo. I still have no idea who this “Drake” fellow is. And to top it off, I had to text my sister to ask if Willow Smith is a boy or a girl (by the way, that answer is still TBD, so any input would be appreciated).

But things are looking up.

It’s a balmy 60 degrees in DC today which makes me want to run down M St topless. Its valentines day which means there is a ridiculous amount of pink cupcakes at work today (and I always say themed-calories are the best kind of calories). And 90210 is on tonight and things have really been heating up recently between Mr. Matthews and Aunt Becky.

So to summarize:

Bad: vomiting from excitement over a SCAVENGER HUNT, left license at one-named club, 27 year old making Menudo references

Good: topless weather, calories and lori loughlin