Today was exactly the right kind of weekend. It was a good mix of me being productive, lazy, and social. If it wasn't cold and rainy (will the rain never stop??), it would have been perfect. It is still cold and rainy now, I could bring myself to go to class this morning and jog in this muck, but I don't feel lazy at all, cause I jogged the last 3 days in a row during breaks in the weather.

Friday night, right after work, a group of us went to see The Ring. You have to laugh at yourself for being scared of a PG-13 movie, but it was scary. The suspenseful, intelligent kind of scary, not the ugly-moster-jumping-out-of-a-corner-at-you scary. Afterwards was dinner. When I finally got home, I had a message on my machine with a whispered "Seven Days." If you had seen The Ring, you would understand the significance of it, I was totally freaked out. I figured it was Matt who left the message, because that is totally something he would do (he is our group's prankster). As it turned out, it was Gavin and Jen. Poor Matt, always accused of all the trouble. Anyway, before I resolved who it was, I took Apache on the fastest walk in the world.

On Saturday, I was very productive, I cleaned, paid bills, etc. Then I vegged out in front of t.v. We went on a Haunted Tour of Houston, too. The last stop was the freakiest, an old hospital, completely in pieces (no walls on the inside), with a cremetoreum, and 10,000 dead bodies buried below it (it was built on the site of a mass grave). I didn't need ghosts to be freaked out. You won't catch me going back there (especially, since the haunted hospital also appeared to double as a crack house).

The funniest line of the night was when we were stopped at the cemetary where the Houston city -founders are buried, a woman on the tour sitting in front of me said "I haven't been to this one before." I sarcastically replied "Oh, and you frequently visit cemetaries." And she said, "Yep, especially when I hung out at them in high school." And I thought MY high school experiences were weird.

The scariest part of the night was after the tour when we ate dinner in the spaghetti factory, which was our first haunted site, it used to be an apothecary, among other things. Anyway, just the 6 of us went back upstairs to where our tour had taken us as a group. This time the lights were out and no one was there, as we checked out the places in the room our tourguides said were centers of activity. No, we didn't see any ghosts. But I was freaked out.

And, finally, on Sunday, I slept in a bit, then ran errands (grocery store, frame store, book store, etc.) and made a lovely dinner of scallops and tomato sauce over spinach fettucine. MMM. It was awesome - a new recipe, only took 30 minutes, all normal ingredients (except bay leaves.. who the heck uses bay leaves?!), but required 4 pans (I hate doing dishes). So it ranks 5-stars on the "yum" scale, 4-stars on the "easiness" scale, and 1 star on the "clean-up/set-up" scale.