Friday night included early drunkenness, a rowdy trip to Mackie’s, and a way-to-late bedtime.
Yesterday we saw You, Me, and Dupree (disappointment) and spent the evening in a Japanese karaoke cafe. A bunch of drunk college kids were in the Metro station Finger Jousting, so Schmitty jumped in and beat a couple guys before some cops and WMATA employees came down to investigate all the noise (we did a lot of cheering).
Today, after four loads of laundry, almost everything is clean and I feel accomplished. Done a little reading, done a little writing, watched King Arthur (not bad), and relaxed a bit.
Definitely better than last weekend, and now I know where all the drunk girls in this city hang out (hint: Japanese karaoke).