bizzee weekend

Friday night, Patrick and Sarah came over and we went to a moroccan restaurant, the first time I've been to one. You walk in, and the walls are dark red, with a curtain over the door, oriental rugs on the floor, and low tables with low purple couches and low red stools. The atmosphere was great. There was even a belly dancer, who was very sensual. I would have loved to watch her more, but it was hard while trying to have a conversation. Unfortunately, the food was the worst part of it. It wasn't bad, I just didn't care for it all that much. Tim said he's had better moroccan food.

Saturday morning, Amy came by and we went to my outdoor exercise class. We did hill repeats and lots of pushups off the bridges and lunges up the hills. Great workout. I slept horribly Friday night, so came home and slept for about three hours before roller derby. Yesterday, the day just disappeared, even though I only did grocery shopping and laundry. I really wish weekends were three days instead of two, it just seems like two is never enough.