The weekend is here, and I am quite amazed that I do not have a hangover. I cheated in class yesterday, and killed ten or fifteen minutes by making the students do worked examples. By 11:30 am I had collected all their assignments and was happily done with the week. Well, not exactly done with the week, because there are a lot of commitments other than teaching. Suffice to say that I was happy to come home around 3 pm.
I have fallen way behind in my personal care of myself, so I stripped down and then re-dyed my hair. While I was waiting for that, I shaved my legs and then tweezed away at my eye brows (Aunty Jen would be proud). Ecole came home from class, and I chatted with her while doing the washing up. Not long after, Alex and her girlfriend Sherri came over to say hi, and I scampered for the bathroom. While I am fairly bold about wearing only a towel around my housemate, I didn't think it was polite to greet my neighbour's girlfriend (Sherri) in the same way.
I cleaned myself up and went and said hello, and the four of us stood around chatting at Alex's place. We nibbled at chips and salsa and organized to head downtown to a bar to meet a friend of Diana's. After dinner, the four of us sauntered down to the MV.