I’ve been invited to go down to Austin for the weekend. It seems that someone named

Roya has won a giant party at some fancy restaurant for her and fifty of her friends, and I’ve been asked to be one of those people. I’d love to go down to Austin to hang out with many of the people I really enjoy hanging out with, especially a week after SXSW has concluded, but I’m not so sure this will be something I will partake in. After all, I’m exhausted, trying to lessen the amount of money spent, needing to spend a few hours cleaning the apartment and organizing my desk, attempt to figure out my two state tax forms and so forth. The list is actually quite extensive, yet I’m still thinking about going. I would enjoy myself while I’m there, but not on the drive down – four hours in a car with Vafa is no good, I mean, I love the kid, but I’ll be wanting to sleep and he’ll keep waking me up with some nonsensical something about something else.

After looking over the weather for this weekend in Arlington, I’m now leaning more

towards going. 82 today, 76 tomorrow and 63 Sunday is far more appealing than 71 today, 52 tomorrow and 58 Sunday. Hey, thanks weather. Way to try to make my decision for me. I say pewee to weather. I’ll go get my new license and a box of screws to put together the table and chairs that are to be assembled outside to sit and enjoy the nice weather tonight while reading a book or something, and turn the heater for tomorrow and Sunday to play NBA Street Vol. 2 and MVP MLB Baseball ’05. See, I know how to throw…down.