so last wednesday, we had a bad storm while i was driving home from work. i came home to this:



nice isnt it. half a tree on my roof. some wind i guess

week got better after that. friday night i went here fogo de chao

oh so yummy, but i ate oh so much meat. i thought my stomach was going to explode. we went to a bar afterwards to see a friends band play and i could not drink a beer i was in so much pain. eventually, it passed, thank goodness, and i was able to take down so captain and cokes and a shot or two.

saturday saw that bourne supremacy. it wasnt bad, if you liked the first.
sunday i rode the bike. it wasa perfect day. then later that night went bowling with the crew.

today was monday. i sat in rain after work and watched the sox lose. assholes