...is being able to escape it.

don't get me wrong, i love this city and so many things about it. but there's something about having the option to take a weekend trip. or even a day trip. which is exactly what unexpectedly happened today.

last night a friend invited me out to see his friend sing at a bar in the west village. while there, he mentioned he was going upstate for a family birthday party and invited me along. long story short, it sounded like a nice day trip and decided it would be nice to see a few familiar faces and get a change of scenery.

i had such a nice time....and i was back in my apartment before 8pm.

i decided that this weekend was going to be pretty low key since the last few had been a little more partying that i thought. but tonight i decided i might be the last person in america to see borat. i invited my friend who was another one of the few left to see the movie. i have to say, it was pretty hilarious. and i wouldn't say it was overrated, but i felt it was overhyped. but maybe that's what happens when you wait three weeks to go see a movie that everyone else has seen already.

all in all, now i'm at home, typing in a blog at 12:45a on a saturday night. normally i'd feel like a loser, except i actually want to stay in and relax. if i had a bath tub, it might be a nice night for a bubble bath and glass of wine...