I think I earned this one...

Lately I've been finding myself alone on a Sunday, flipping through channels desperately trying to find something decent to watch. I'm pretty foggy this morning in particular as I had the most action packed Saturday in recent memory. This weekend started early as we were asked not to come into the office on Friday due to our team moving floors. I spent Friday recovering from the previous night and preparing for Saturday. I ended up grabbing the 4:53 express train to LaGrange with Molly and we spent the evening at her house.

Friday night was interesting because it reminded me of what weekends were like when we were in high school. It's probably the sort of stuff Molly and I would do if we had actually been friends during our formative years. We shared a frozen pizza with her family and took a trip to the Jewel to get a movie from the Redbox. Somehow we ended up with the movie about babies which consisted of embarrassing body parts and little dialogue. We decided to turn in early in anticipation for Saturday.

The next morning we rose at 5:30 shuffling along, barely aware of our surroundings. We piled into the Diamante just as the sun was peaking out of the tops of trees and headed downstate to Champaign. I was able to sleep most of the way and was well-rested by the time we started unloading the stuff. Tailgating is one of those times where it's OK to start drinking at 10am so I gladly cracked open a beer and ate a sub sandwich for breakfast. We headed into the stadium around 11:30 and trudged to our seats which were located at the very last row of the horseshoe. Now, I'm an avid weather.com fan but I was a little disappointed in its forecast for the game as I was definitely not prepared for the freezing winds the tore through the stadium. Our faces were all bright red with wind burn by the end of the game but we were comforted by a game well played by the Illini and continued tailgating for a few more hours.

We raced home to prepare for Becky's birthday dinner and arrived in record time to a little sushi place called Zen in Wicker Park. Molly and I shared a few rolls and a bottle of wine and wished our friend a very happy birthday. She went home early to get some rest and we continued on to meet up with other friends in Lincoln Park. The night lasted until 3AM where I snuck into a cab and headed home to the comfort of my own bed.

I'm off to see a movie and grab a bite to eat later...just as soon as I get off the couch.