Drk Zlsks Hse

Spent some quality time with Hank and Maryanne (aka Genevieve) Zaleski.  Definitely a piece of the trip that I looked forward to. Anything that pieces together the puzzle of "who is derek?" is always welcome.

Back into the city we go for round 2.

City Hall

En route to 30 st. Market so I can get an amish pretzel covered hot dog and dump half on the floor. 

5 second rule?

Rittenhouse Square

Roof top. Zoubs.

Sister

Great to see Adrienne.  After a dinner from my kitchen (aka Chipotle) we head out on the town for a while, being condescending towards St. Patricks Day and its related festivities.

Just drink, who needs an excuse. Especially one from a country that 9/10 of those wearing the most green couldn't even pick out on a map.

With that being said, on my way to party. Philadelphia for the weekend with Derek, Siner, and the Zoubs.  Excited to escape NW DC and get into something 'real' for just a little.

So off I go, on the second story of the double decker Megabus. Round trip, 30 bones.... not too shabby.

The kid behind me saw a two story McDonalds as we left the city. With the gaining popularity of double decker buses, he applauded their ingenuity of starting the process towards a second story drive through.

Apparently, the wave of the future.

Sheenious

Flexibility

What a skill to practice. Yes, the pictured bed in Jack's suite and thought of returning to work in the same clothes as the day prior doesn't seem like a win. But waking up the next morning, having room service deliver tooth brush and paste, a hot shower, and a delicious hot breakfast surrounded by 20 hot eastern block girl tourist was 'Sheen'ious to say the least.

Sheenious: brilliance in league wih that of Charlie Sheen

"You going to see de Hwizard?"

No, my cabbie friend, we are going to see multiple Wizards.  Seats in the Exec. Suite which is full of free booze is not not a good thing.  My great friend Jack was in town, so it was a perfect opportunity to show him and Dan a good time.

Afterwards, Jack and I head out to Rocket Bar - its in a basement and smells like stale beer... so it reminds us of our home for the last few years, naturally.

We sling back too many gin and tonics and figured out the world and all its moving parts in one sitting.

Supreme Court

Semi important as I drunkily stuff sandwhich in face.

"Sick of the Ninja Turtle"

Have some pride in your work, a friend says.  While he is referring to the blog, I have to say that the general sentiment has been remiss from my day job as well.


  23 in DC was all 'shits and giggles' until the ruling gavel of 'the man' decided I would be strapped to a desk - my life to be consumed by spread sheets and bull shit.  There's no denying, I don't like what I do. Previously, I was hesitant to say so, but the readership of the blog is back down to approx. 5 people who know this is my current situation anyway.

Don't get me wrong, I've been having a great time outside of work.  I can't remember the last free weekend and weekdays have been mostly the gym, live music, or Trader Joes.  Not a bad deal.

However, its sickening how much time one must spend at work.  If you dont feel satisfied with what you do, then god speed because its a super bitch (compared to if you do enjoy your work, in which case, best scenario, it will be your garden variety run of the mill bitch... which is do-able)

Not one to turn over and die, Im currently studying for the GRE and have a plan to air lift my ass into greener pastures.

In the near future, two out of three of my jewish friends will be coming to DC this weeknd and it will be a great time - and cost effective if Jeremy has anything to do with it.