tonight is friday night and fiona at the last minute has decided to ditch out on me. we are supposed to be going to see nigel spin over in poble espanyol, but she has decided that eating crisps and drinking beer by herself is more fun than a big fat hangover tomorrow. at midnight, i was ditched. i did spend the earlier part of the evening watching “groove”. i had never seen that before. ahhh, nothing like good old sf. my fav part is the fresno dj at the end. figures. crap ass fresno.

so tonight, i will stay home. and tomorrow i will actually see a weekend day in barcelona. get up early, go to the gym, lie out at the pool on the roof. tough life. then off to meet patricia to begin milkor’s birthday sushi celebration feast and whatever debauchery may occur at the bar post meal. taking the camera (be afraid, be very afraid!)

basically what i am saying is that sunday will for sure be spent in a hungover blur of head pain and dehydration - preferably while lying on the beach burning to a crisp so that i can be nice and fresh for my 9 am flight to amsterdam on monday. cheers for beers.