
Two weekends ago… 
Saturday: Sleep in. Maybe too  much. Work. Climb mountain at midnight, drink beer, call toll-free sex  lines with friends from payphones and try to fake credit card numbers,  but fail miserably. Get scared in a graveyard, go home. Sleep at 4:00  am.  
Sunday: Work 11:30. Family  dinner in Hudson. After hearing great reviews after its South by Southwest  screening, boyfriend invites me to see Hot Tub Time Machine, and I’m  all like “I totally want to see that, John Cusack is, like, the man  of my dreams, oh my God, High Fidelity is the best LOL!”