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End of the Week Wrap-Up

I can’t tell you how fucking excited I am for this weekend. It’s been a long haul as of late and having this weekend with my friends, chilling out in NYC, and relaxing when I get the time, is going to be the most perfect couple of days I can imagine. As you can see, I’m slowly crawling out of my depressed mode and back into the land of the living. It’s a refreshing change of pace.

My IPOD has been dead for a month and the only purpose it has served me is the fact that I still wear it to convince other people, on the subway, that I’m not to be bothered. The one day I didn’t bring it I had 3 people ask me for directions or try to start up a conversation. If you’re a railway commuter in this city, its best you always have your headphones on, unless you like talking to a random stranger about the political climate of the Middle East.

But then Paul got me one of the newest, littlest IPODs ever. It’s so small, I’m afraid I’m going to eat it by accident. I adore this tiny friend and I feel a pang of excitement every morning when I realize that I have music back in my life.

Grey’s Anatomy. I was seriously against this show for the longest time, but with the new time slot this season, I’ve been stuck watching every episode. Well! Last night solidified it as my newest obsession (next to Heroes that is). The episode last night was so fucking beautiful, it was almost too much to bear. The characters have really grown on me and if the writing remains this good for the rest of the season, I just might blow a wad on my television. Sandra Oh is absolutely fantastic and Chandra Wilson lights up the screen every time she makes an appearance. Even Ellen Pompeo has gone from sour grapes/ full on annoyance, to a character that I kind of empathize with, giving proof that even the smarmiest of actors can turn it all around for the better. On top of that, two weeks ago (November 16th), Grey’s used my friend Ingrid Michaelson's song “Breakable” during the last scene of one of their episodes. It was an awesome experience for those of us that love her music and an even bigger inspiration to those of us who know how hard she’s worked! Check her out. You will love her stuff.

Other than that, all is going well. Last night Tyler ate so much dog food, he was stuck laying on his back for the rest of the night, farting up a storm. Minus the excess gas, that little dude is so fucking perfect, I can’t stand it. He’s really grown up into the most wonderful dog I could have ever wished for. I’d like to think that some of that has to do with the way I raised him, but I also know that I’m just completely blessed.

Eat your weekend raw and love it!