I spent the morning sleeping. I could have gotten up, I wasn't really tired on this beautiful Saturday morning, but as usual laziness prevailed as I lay in bed drifting periodically between sleep and wake. Drifting. Drifting. Waking.
My friend Anthony called me around 11am, just after I stepped out of the shower, he wanted to do lunch. We made plans for noon at Wendy's in Utica Square. At 11:30 am he called back and said that he would call me when he was leaving. Noon passed, then 12:30. I went to lunch without him. He called around 12:45 or 1pm. This is a pattern with him: he has trouble breaking away from his AOL connection long enough to get ready, so he is continually late. ;(
After eating, I spent a leisurely afternoon reading and studying at the local Starbuck's coffee shop. It is intrusively loud here ( I say here because I am writing this as I sit ). The
background music isn't; not even my headphones can prevent the invading sounds - no matter how mellow the tunes. The patrons are loud gaudy Americans, so one can expect the accompanying ruckus, still the coffee is good and the shop within walking distance of Wendy's.
Tonight, I am going to a party with Maryna. It is her friend's birthday. Birthday's are huge with the Slavic crowd. I heard a statistic a couple of weeks back stating that 60% of Russian men were alcoholics - I think that number may run a little low *grin*

A day without rain...