saturday is weigh-in day, and i got some inspiring news this morning: after three weeks, i'm down 12 lbs., so if i just lose another nine, i'll be at my lowest weight since high school. this pleases me. thus, i decided to celebrate by skipping the gym and accompanying zofie to hampdenfest 2003, where i knew i'd get a pretty decent workout by just walking around and/or running from the scary mulleted drunks.

the festival wasn't much to write home about. in fact, i'd say the ride there was more festivious than the destination. (but isn't that always the case?) en route, we listened to abba's greatest hits, which was fun until we got to "waterloo," a song that has not been the same for me since a late-night game of "top my perverse secret!" at the newspaper office circa 1999 ended with a coworker admitting she got buttfucked while said tune blared from her stereo. she won. for those interested, i placed last. actually, i don't even think i competed.

we didn't peruse many of the festival booths, instead sticking to the junk shops and art galleries along hampden's main drag. then we people-watched for a bit. kinda uneventful. there weren't even any scary mulleted drunks to chase us. so we decided to burn calories by taking a several-block sidetrack to a yoga center. we kinda got lost while trying to find it, which was pretty exciting. but i'm not sure if it's because getting lost was genuinely exciting, or if getting lost was merely exciting by default when compared to the rest of the festivities.

oh, but a funny thing happened on the way to the car. this really good-looking guy walked in front of us as we were rounding a corner, and i quickly IDed him as steve, a friend from baltimore who i've chatted with since june but never met, despite planning to once or twice. my immediate reaction was to grab him by the shoulder and say hello. my second reaction was to get intensely insecure and keep my damn mouth shut. predictably, my second reaction unnerved my first reaction. if only i had some mentos. i could've popped one in my mouth, instantly attained confidence, and madeout with him right next to the sponge bob moonbounce. hey, that would be a really funny commercial.