weekender to weekday

I had a great weekend in Manhattan and the Bronx.
It included a pleasant dinner at BBQ's [23rd street of course], a deep conversation that I was completely drawn into, watched my favorite movie The Wood and made fresh hot brownies.
Then on Sunday I woke up traveled back to Manhattan, met up with a good friend [she is so fun, my oldest friend/mentor/sister] I changed her name, we'll call her LM...she is from Northern VA [my hometown area]
So we met up, went to Soho, walked around, ate at a cute little cafe, shopped at Antrhopologie [thanks for the shirt!] then we took a cab to the Roosevelt hotel where she stayed. Then stopped at the bar, took a cab to Central Park, walked around, she is scarred from seeing a man get himself off, then we went to the Pierre Hotel, flirted with the gay conceirge who ended up sending us to Mori Motos for dinner. Took a cab downtown to make our reservation, ate sushi for the first, and last time. [Apparently no one told me that you were only supposed to eat a little your first time, like ease into it...so I was feeling the repercussions at 3am]
Anyways then she dropped me off in a cab and I passed out, but not before sending her pictures that I took of her :-)
Then Monday rolls around. Class kills all day. But I make it, but not before leaving my last class early...the thing is...it's microeconomics...and he's slow.
So anyways then I met up with LM again and we took a cab downtown so she could get her first tattoo! The night ended in a sex shop, and we became quite close during these intimate bonding moments. This is a side that I will never forget! I LOVE IT! hahaha greatness comes at all ages.
She pretty much made me whole semester with her visit. She had meetings today and tomorrow, but she came Sunday, early so she could hang out with me! She is an amazing strong woman and I value her opinion like my own mothers.
p.s. thanks for feeding me! you're the best if you read this!

And now I'm dying from some crazy random cold I caught [and anyone who knows me, knows I am going to be fighting the fact that I should probably get some meds, but I HATE Medicine...] probably from some dirty germ infested railing or door handle. And it's pretty much my midterm week...but um yeah...the week is already half done for me...

I will prevail- I always do.