Listening to: Cary Brothers
Reading: Imajica

It's been a long, long week.

An even worse weekend.

I helped my best girl Sarah move this weekend, and wound up squashing her fingers under an entertainment system when we released the damn thing at the wrong time.

Saturday night was actually fantastic. My friend Sam told Sarah and I about the most fantastic resturaunt, it's called Orange Hill and my god....it was the most beautiful place I've been to. Romantic and scenic and full of delights. A true feast for the eyes everywhere you looked. Unfortunately, I forgot my camera but Sam promises a return trip.

We had appetizer's inside and then drinks out on a patio around a fire pit. What a lovely evening.

Sunday, Sam, Sarah and I all headed out to the Queen Mary where Sam taught us the art of getting in for free. You go to the bar. LOL.

I DID remember my camera for sunday (mainly because Sam reminded me) and I'm so glad I did. We were only able to stay for a few hours, but it was an intense experience. I've never been on a ship before, even with my fascination with the Titanic. We plan on going back again this Saturday to spend more time and perhaps take a tour.

I do have some pictures from that day and will post them tonight.

Other than that, it's been a rather emotionally difficult and hard time. I was very much hurt and dissapointed this week, and it came from a corner I never thought possible. I suppose life always hides these little surprises from you, that it likes to spring them on you at the least expected time.

Lamentation...