2002-02-22 - 24
By anders pearson 25 Feb 2002
after discovering that feb 22 != mar 22 and therefore prasanth wouldn’t be visiting this last weekend, i found myself with some unexpected free time. so i went down to DC to hang out with lani, cj, and my sister who was down visiting cj (after she’d spent a couple days hanging out in new york with me).
<p>corey (my sister) had to catch a train back up to maine on saturday afternoon so we pretty much only had friday night to all hang out together. so we got a bunch of beer, ordered some pizzas and stayed up all night watching movies. children of the corn 2 and 3 were cj’s picks (he’s a bit of a horror movie fan). then tank girl, one of my all-time favorites that neither lani nor my sister had seen.</p>
<p>we eventually passed out and slept a while. on saturday we brought corey to the train station then lani and i went back to hang out at her place. lani had a japanese study group meeting that she had to go to. they were meeting at a cafe in her neighborhood and i tagged along because i didn’t have anything better to do. it was really warm, i’d just filled my belly with food, i hadn’t slept much the night before and everyone around me was talking in a language i don’t know. so i fell asleep. i’ve slept in plenty of strange places before but i think this was the first time i’ve dozed in a restaurant/cafe type environment. </p>
<p>when they finally poked me awake and everyone left lani and i went to the Asylum for those wonderful 25 cent pints. after dinner we watched, with lani’s roomate kim, this japanese action movie called <a href="http://us.imdb.com/Title?0116015">non-stop</a>. it bills itself as “a cross between pulp fiction and run lola run”. i wouldn’t give it quite that much credit but it was pretty amusing and strange.</p>
<p>on sunday we walked down to a organic grocery store to procure fruit for breakfast. they had a vast selection of soy cheeses; i was most impressed. we pretty much lounged around for the rest of the day till right before i had to go when lani attacked me with scissors. well, she mostly attacked my hair. a very subtle trim designed to make it do less of a crack-addict-esque frizz thing.</p>
<p>on the bus back, i discovered that the batteries in my diskman had died so i was pretty much forced to watch some horrible movie about racecars with sylvester stallone. ugh.</p>