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Wow. The last week and a half have really just flown by for me. I apologize for the long delay in posting, but I’ve discovered something fascinating in the last couple of weeks: when I spend 8 hours a day sitting in front of a computer, I don’t much feel like doing the same at home. :) Especially when it’s nice outside, like it has been the last few days.

Dana and I went hiking at Ledges Friday night after I got home from work, which was pretty fun. I would’ve taken pictures, but to be honest, I haven’t seen my digital camera since I moved. This would make me more nervous, except I haven’t seen a ~lot~ of things since I moved, and I expect I simply haven’t gotten far enough in my unpacking. All of my stuff is in my new apartment, but a good portion of it is just sitting in random boxes, bags, or shopping carts, waiting for the day I get home from work and think to myself, “I sure would love to spend the next six hours organizing!” Until then, things will be missing.

I spent Saturday reading The Da Vinci Code. Well, most of it, anyway. I have 30 or so pages left, which I hope to get in this evening sometime. It’s a generally fun read, although certain portions of Dan Brown’s writing style get on my nerves. He tends to tell the audience exactly what the characters are thinking, but from an outside perspective. The result is odd sentences which read something like, “Sophie looked as though she had only gotten four hours sleep the night before and had eaten scrambled eggs and toast for breakfast.” All I gotta say is, this floating narrator is pretty damn perceptive. Unnervingly so.

There was a concert behind my apartment Saturday night, so Dana and I sat on the roof drinking a beer or two (literally, unfortunately) and watching the drunken middle-aged people acting silly below. Watching women older than my mom drunkenly shake their groove thangs really requires me to be a little more intoxicated than I was.

Sunday, Dana and I ate a large lunch at King Buffet, caught Stick It at the theater (I’m not allowed to see Da Vinci until I finish the book) to give us time to digest, and then worked off the calories by playing racquetball until we couldn’t really swing our arms anymore. The rest of the evening was pretty well devoted to watching season 3 of Alias.

Since the series finale of Alias airs tonight, and I’m not allowed to watch it because I’m not caught up, I’ll have a few hours sans-Dana to try to do something productive with my apartment. I’ll probably try to play racquetball or something instead. I weighed myself Sunday when I was at the Rec, and was fairly discouraged by the scale’s estimate. I need to start working out regularly and rigorously.

And yes, we’re going to call it an estimate. For my sanity. Never mind the fact it’s a giant, digital, expensive-looking model that looks like it could be accurate to the ounce up to a ton or two.