Weekend Plans or Lack Thereof

I must keep myself occupied this weekend or I’ll start thinking about the bizarre matching of Tom Cruise and Katie Holmes. I must get that image out of my mind. Katie, go back to Chris. Yeah, he’s C-list---and barely at that---but he’s not a cult tool. And he doesn’t look like your dirty midget pimp escorting you around town. Oh, and if you are actually reading this, Katie, could you get me Marc Blucas’s phone number? Thanks!

Friday Night
Gee, let’s think about this. Friday night. Will I go on a date? Will I meet friends for dinner and a movie? Drinks and dancing at a club? Oh wait. I can’t get a date, I don’t have any friends, and I’m not nearly cool enough for a club. Guess I’ll do the usual: magazines and DVDs.

Saturday
* Making up hours at work. Because someday, I would like to use my vacation time for a vacation.
* Dog park. Because my dog has a social life even if I do not.
* Going to Hill Country Weavers in a futile attempt to find yarn that matches the front half of a pillow cover that I’ve already made. And probably getting a whole bunch more yarn that will sit in the closet gathering dust.
* Reading Other People’s Children by Joanna Trollope because it’s due back to the library in a week.
* Going to see Gina Chavez sing at La Tazza Fresca (9 p.m.; Guadalupe and 27th Sts). Gina has a great voice, great songs that she wrote herself, and a wicked sense of humor.

Sunday
* Church. Maybe. Hopefully.
* Running. Really. I swear. Okay, with my fingers crossed.
* Dog park. So maybe my dog is a little bit spoiled.
* Mozart’s for reading and chilling (weather permitting).

In an effort at honesty, I’m not even going to try to claim that I will write or clean my apartment.

Now, I know that I should feel more pathetic that I don’t have more to do and that I’m pretty much spending my weekend alone. But really, I’m kind of looking forward to it. Just me, my dog, and lots of reading material.