A Day in the Mind of Chris Burzlaff

The new and improved daily adventures and incomprehensible ramblings of my life.

Tuesday, October 10, 2006

Change of Pace

As promised, this past weekend brought a much-needed change of pace to the stagnant rut I had worn for myself. The fun started Thursday night where I took my parents out to a very nice dinner to celebrate their anniversary and my dad’s birthday. I ordered a rack of lamb and was purring for hours after. On Friday morning, my mom and I went mattress shopping and I picked out a bed for my apartment, which was delivered while I was gone over the weekend. It’s a nice new addition to my place, if not surprising every time I enter the bedroom. My apartment is now almost complete.

I left mid-day on Friday bound for L.A. and for a fun evening. Jessica and I met up with Nate, as he was nearby, and we went to an Indian restaurant for dinner. During the meal, Jessica suddenly panicked and quietly but firmly said, “Stop eating. I think I found a cockroach in my food.” I hungrily eyed my food and longed not to stop eating since it was tasting so good, but in the blink of an eye our waitress appeared and calmly told Jessica that it wasn’t a cockroach, but was in fact some seed they cook with that opens up and just looks like a cockroach when cooked. She was even kind enough to show us what it looked like before cooking. We gave a sigh of relief and continued to dig in (more lamb, yum).

We went to Hotel Café that night where we heard Rob Dickinson play. He’s British and used to be the lead singer for Catherine’s Wheel (?) I think. He was rather amusing, both while he sang (the weirdest facial expressions) and between songs (“I’ve got bits in my mouth”). He rather reminded Jess and I of Eddie Izzard in some ways, but I feel that most British guys remind me of him.

The next day we saw “The Science of Sleep” in theaters. I was a little disappointed with the way it ended and the character himself, but the movie was very creative and imaginative. Sometimes I too experience that blur between my dreams and reality, though not as extreme, and I often don’t remember if something actually occurred or if I dreamt about it. Occasionally I’ll get a sense of déjà vu, feeling that I might have encountered certain events before in my dreams. After the movie Jess, Natalie and I decided on barbecuing for dinner; however, Blake, who happened to be out of town, had usurped their grill. So we went on a reconnaissance mission to kidnap the grill from his place and take it to the girls’ place. After a successful mission (zero casualties), we made a delicious tri-tip dinner and enjoyed the cool autumn air (despite the serious lack of autumnal presence).

I came home Sunday evening to a new bed in my room and with lots of cleaning and washing to look forward to. I had a fun weekend and definitely needed a change of pace a bit, although the next few weeks look promising, starting with today, but more on that later.
 

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