You are an epidemic.

I took some time for a few love affairs this weekend.

I went to dinner on Friday night with three lovely ladies, and a jazz man. The food, previously tested, held up as scrumptious as the first try, and the margaritas were also delicious. Despues, Kelly, Amber and I went to a late showing of Broken Embraces, Pedro Almodovar's latest film starring Penelope Cruz. I can't express how much I love Almodovar and how I truly believe he's one of the only directors these days who takes the effort to portray art in filmmaking. Broken Embraces is another near-perfect movie from the director; another display of incredible talent from Cruz and a story that is heartbreaking and beautiful all at once.

And though many have tried to varying degrees of success, I think Almodovar's consistent homage to old Hollywood is simply the best. I've never seen Hitchcock's style used so brilliantly before Almodovar. I definitely recommend the film, as well as All About My Mother, Talk to Her, and Volver. Seriously.

But I'm not done professing my love, yet - on Saturday morning Amber and I woke up and decided we needed our eyebrows waxed. We looked up a nearby salon in Manhattan and cruised in to find ourselves in a quaint shop. I noticed all the pretty nail polish colors and Amber noticed the prices ($8 for a manicure!) and we decided to do both. And I picked out a light blue Essie shade that I am still completely in love with:

As we made our way to SoHo, we found a vintage store whose clearance rack held the PERFECT holiday party dress. This year will be our apartment's 4th annual holiday party, so a festive getup is a must. It's kind of ridiculous, but that's the point. You'll see! Afterwards, we met up with Tiffany in SoHo - Amber needed a winter coat and I had found an $80 Ben Sherman gift card unused from two years ago. Thus, Amber found a stellar plaid number in Zara and I found a cool button-up that only cost me $6.

That afternoon, Jesse returned from playing a show, and proceeded to play video games the rest of the night, as he had just recieved his new x-box. (Dudes.) Luckily, Gurj came over and Erica and I made margaritas while catching up and playing...Scrabble...and Jenga...and Sorry. We're way-cool Saturday night kids. But apparently tequila makes me SUPER tired?! Erica and I hit Snugglestown, USA (my bed) to watch UP which I just bought on blu-ray, and I was in and out of sleep for most of it.

I had a great night of sleep, however, and woke up bright and early on Sunday to shower, cook breakfast, and then settle in for some Netflix. Oh the activity! Anyway, here's where I came upon my next little obsessive affair - I watched Mysterious Skin (recommended by Christina). The story is eerie and quite sad; I cried during a few scenes. Also, it certified Joseph Gordon-Levitt as LEGIT TALENTED in my book. Whereas before he was yes, of course, quite talented...now he is legit, per me. And how adorably enthusiastic was he during SNL? Possible shake-up in the works.

The rest of Sunday was filled with Tom Brady, Taco Bell, and other things that can be shortened to "TB" - er, except tuberclosis. There was none of that.

Waiting for the sun to clear away the haze.

Pee Wee says "Good afternoon to you. I hope you are having a fabulous day."

Where was I? Where am I? Honestly, I'm trying to figure out how to continue using this. There are many people now in my life who remind me - "don't blog about this (nervous laughter)" and at the same time I often tire of writing solely about myself. I started this whole thing because I wanted to continue writing in some regular way; however, I think I've found that with another venture and now I don't know how to incorporate the ol' blogspot in my routine. I'll figure it out. I envision some more thinking and a reshaping for 2010.

My weekend? Let's see -

It began with a viewing of The Fantastic Mr. Fox alongside Jesse, Gaby, Kells, and Mike. It was, indeed, fantastic. The animation was adorable, along with the characters and the voices. George Clooney stars, but I was really captivated by Jason Schwartzman's turn as his son, Ash.

Jesse and I slept in on Saturday - like, REALLY slept in. It felt great after the hectic three weeks of work I've been having. We got up at around 1:30pm. Okay - wait, I got up at around 10am, took a shower, blowdried my hair, and then got back in back at noon until 1:30. It's really hard for me to stay asleep in the mornings these days!

We promptly went to brunch upon waking, only to be met with an hour wait that didn't get food into our stomachs until 3pm. The humanity!

Speaking of...probably my biggest guilty pleasure is huge-budge, special-effects-laden disaster movies. And 2012 came out this weekend and I simply HAD to see it. However, nobody would go to see the "crapfest" with me, so I was determined to see it by myself. I trudged in the rain to Manhattan from Brooklyn and found myself seated in the packed theater between two others seeing the movie solo. I tell you what: it didn't disappoint! It was like a rollercoaster of DOOM and DEATH and then quiet hope. Haha, nobody cares about that hope and the survival of the human race! The earth is crumbling around these characters you like and dislike! People die! It was amazing. But I can't do it justice like The Awl did - read the best review of the film HERE. It's entitled: "'2012' is Awesome and Haters Can Suck It" - the body just amazing as the title.

Afterwards, I headed to SoHo to meet up with some lovely ladyfriends - Kells, Amber, Tiffany, and Anabel - for some exquisite English cuisine and a gabfest. It also included some zoom-in shots of Willem Dafoe's neck-skin, as I had to google image-search the actor after someone divulged in a certain crush. These are the things we talk about...

Anyway, then Amber and Kells and I headed into Brooklyn to meet up with Jesse, Mike, James, and Adam and played UNO and darts. At a bar. Until around 3 in the morning. I am always at my loosest when in the presence of Amber and Kelly - you never know what I'm going to do or say, and sometimes I don't. As you may have already guessed, we slept in on Sunday as well.

But upon waking, I made Jesse what he termed, "the best breakfast sandwich I've ever had." I then congratulated myself on my burgeoning domesticity and we settled in for some football. I also called my father as it was his BIRTHDAY! Happy Birthday, Dad!!!

Erica and I made margaritas for the evening Colts v. Pats games with one of the wedding gifts Jesse and I recieved - a blender. I was very impressed by its power to get me tipsy.

On the football front, my six-week fantasy football winning streak has come to an end, as has Belichick's infallibility and that is all I can say about last night's game, as I am too bitter to linger on it long. Soon after that, I curled up in bed with book #48 (!!!) of the year. Progress report to come soon, along with another (longer) tale of domesticity.

How was your weekend?