one day it's dancing and the other i feel like shizit. ugh-i think that getting rained on, on saturday, trying to experience fourth of july in dc, the parade got rained out and o.g.m.p. and i got soaked like drowned rats. we tried to wait it out, but the feeling of wet pants dribbling down our legs was too much to bear. so we hopped back onto the metro and headed home to warm up and dry out...then there was an evening of party-party-party, and a game of kick-ass pool where jenn did all the ass-kicking. dientes sold his ladies hat to some guy who much needed the chick-magnet-apparel more than he. heck, he made 10 bucks and got us two shots of tequila. not a bad deal if you ask me. anyhow, it was an evening of good fun and laughs to last for at least a couple weeks. the next day, amazingly enough there were not hangovers to be found. and after an ihop run we all were off to the beach again. thought we all would get rained out there too, and i was sad because i thought my latvian princess would cry for a moment since the weather was being so uncooperative. but no, instead it was i who made her cry with a football throw right to her cheek...that's ok though cuz she nailed me right smack on my bare stomach and left a mark of redness for all to view. so after a weekend long of adventures and fun, relaxing although it was, here i am at work now, trying to get this stuff out so i can go home because i feel utterly ill. i'm getting sick and i hate it. pout pout pout.