I can't believe that it's already Sunday night. This weekend has gone by so fast and for some reason I feel as though this is my last night after the long holidays rather than the last night of a regular weekend. It was a pretty uneventful weekend with nothing that was too exciting or out of the ordinary. I spent a couple of hours hanging out in a bookstore with my boyfriend, reading parts of various books and just browsing around after watching a movie. I spent most of Saturday by myself running errands and wandering around, then met up with some friends later for dinner and watched old DVDs. And today, I wandered around San Jose and then played some Atari games. Sometimes, the 'regular' uneventful weekends are the best ones.