"dulcinea"

so last night i definitely fell asleep watching Man of La Mancha. great movie. i drifted off right after "Dulcinea" and I've had the song in my head all day, which is cool, except that it kept morphing into other songs. so, what's up with me you might ask? well, not a lot. sunday was my birthday though we actually started celebrating on friday...which was fun. i met new people, lost after two hands of poker (stupid straight on the flop! i thought i had it in the bag! damn!!), got more than a little snookered, and had one hell of a time...i even got to eat my piece of my birthday cake with my hands...because simone forgot to pass out utensils...and then saw me eating with my hands and was all like "oh, you need a fork," and then subsequently forgot to give me said fork...fun times. then i went to the football game and the band was awesome (only wish the team was as awesome) and on to the musical after that, which was doubly awesome (ben jeffrey, how do you have the ability to make me tear up with just one cutely sad look?) and then on sunday we went to church and then i spent a relaxing afternoon watching my birthday present Kingdom of Heaven (hmm...the yumminess of Orlando Bloom...hmmm...) and then went and hung out at evie's where a friend from out of town came and met us. we were supposed to go see Elizabethtown (hmm...more Orlando Bloom...) but alas we were going to be late and decided to see it another time... :( but other than that it was a really good weekend. this upcoming weekend looks to be fun, too. i'm heading home for fall break (something i have actually never done before) to rest and relax in the boringness that is follett. but blair should be there so we'll hook up and have a raring ol' time...going to see movies and bowling perhaps...yeah, smoking time that. and then next weekend for Halloween we're going to the Renassaince Faire...i think...i hope...that is if i can convince someone to work for me...i should start calling people now...so i'm gonna go, because my shift is done and i have a date with a chicken strip basket and a jazz band down in the sprout. "one small voice in the universe..."