The Oscar Goes to....

Who says DC doesn't have culture and a sense of humor? This encapsulates the very hipster quality of the H Street neighborhood near where I live.

Kelsey had work Saturday morning, and after that we headed down to Williamsburg. This was my first weekend in over a month that has been even a little "free" (which means I still had to work, but I could do it from my computer) so I was very happy to get out of town. Absi and Zan were very kind to host us, and we had a wonderful time. We had dinner at La Tolteca (where Absi and I spent many a lunch/dinner our senior year) followed by bowling. Absi also gave me a really awesome Houdini coffee cup (he disappears when you put hot liquid in the cup) and a trivial pursuit game designed for geeks. Truly, she knows me well. 

The next day Kels had her half marathon. I dropped her off and then Absi, Zan, and I went to have a nice brunch. As I was enjoying my meatloaf panini sandwich I said "hey guys, let's not tell Kels that we were doing this while she was running her *checks watch* fourth mile," because I'm nice.

Two hours went by quickly for me and I picked Kels up at the finish line looking none the worse for wear. I almost wished that I had signed up to run the half marathon as well. Almost. That night we had an Oscars party. Meimei was in town so she came over and we all dressed up. We filled out ballots and spent the entire night basking in glory whenever we correctly predicted that a movie we knew nothing about would win an oscar for something like best on-set catering. We also had grand plans for making cocktails that went along with each best picture nominee, but we stopped after the Life of Pi Key-Lime Pie cocktail because it was very good and there was nowhere to go but down after that.

The next day was Monday and I had to get back to school so we left in the morning. We did have time for Kels to get an oil change, and while that was going on I went to get my hair cut. It was pretty much the best hair cut place ever- they cut it well, the shampoo process involved a hot towel on my face, and the chair had a built-in back massager. It was also super cheap. Why can't we have nice things like that in DC? 

The trip back up was uneventful, and, as is now tradition, I worked on my assignments as Rupert tried his best to distract me.