Alice hates ...

Friday was awesome. Saturday was awesome. And today? Today was awesome.

It didn't start awesome, though. Rachel woke me up with an eight a.m. text message, telling me she was too sick for church at nine. Since I wasn't feeling great anyway, I turned my alarm off thirty minutes early, and sleepily read through a few more pages in AHWOASG.

I finally climbed out of bed at 11 a.m. I Zelda'd for a bit, backtracking to the Goron Temple to reclaim a piece of heart I missed, and beating the Star Game II to get the large quiver (100 arrows). (I'm prepping to start the Cave of Ordeals. It's every bit as arduous as it sounds.)

Then it was lunchtime, and time to make a decision about my day. Typically, I like spending Sunday at home, being lazy-ish, cleaning, laundry, organizing music or reading books. Generally, alone.

But I've also not seen Cassie in about two weeks. And I've been getting mad myspace and text messages, to the effect that we need to hang. So I sacrificed my lazy Sunday for an outing with Cassie. Easily, best decision I've made this week.

Lunch, at the Pick Up Sticks. Caught up on my Wildflower drama, Ally and Ally's tumor, quick mention of Esther, Cassie's family, (forgot to ask about her his-em though...). Talked about music, movies, birthdays (reached a rather cool decision about my 6-day celebration in February. One word: Sign-up list of activities. Well, not one word, but you get the point). Generally, chatted it up.

Then I took Cassie to Westgate, to check it out. And we have proclaimed it awesome. It has a dancing fountain, which is not really as lame as it sounds. Chatted some more, people watched, shared some chocolates and enjoyed Coffee Plantation drinks, and generally enjoyed life. Not to mention, if you were alive in the state of Arizona today, you'll agree: perfect weather.

I have three favorite things about Cassie. One, is that she's generally so passive I get away with imposing my will whenever I want. Me gusta.

Two, she laughs at all of my jokes. All of them. Even the lame ones.

Three, she likes The Beatles. Her favorite song? I want to hold your hand. :) Which fits in perfectly, because on my mix, it goes: Eleanor Rigby --> I am the Walrus --> I Want to Hold Your Hand. So, my favorite, my favorite, her favorite. Then I have to skip down to Yesterday.

But today, Cassie gets a perfect 10, which should last until she goes crazy on me next time. Which, hopefully, won't be for a while. ::Fingers crossed::


P.S., picked a new perfume today. I'm going to run it by my peeps to make sure no one hates it. (I'm considerate, I am. I mean, Esther's DKNY makes me gag. And so does Cassie's Paris Hilton crap. So I don't want to do that to anyone.

P.S.S., (Or is it P.P.S.?) Hey, you. What are we doing for Esther's birthday/ what did you get her/ what should I/ how old is she again?