I am such a dork. Yesterday, Becca and I spent the afternoon in Georgetown, and there was a part of me that, on the way there, wanted someone to ask me where I was going so I could be all, "Oh, I'm just meeting a friend in Georgetown. La di da. Just a typical weekend for this 20-something in the Washington area." Just because it sounded so cool and metropolitan. I had similar thoughts when I met Jody for brunch in DuPont. Like, look at me! I'm so cosmopolitan!
Only not, as evidenced by the rest of my weekend. I watched some incredibly bad television movies. I did a bunch of work. Carrie and I decorated the apartment. So, pretty quiet.
But Georgetown was fun. Nothing incredibly exciting, but it was nice wandering around. We got free hot chocolate and watched a bunch of (what looked like) Secret Service agents waiting outside the Baby Gap. They finally took off with a man who looked to be in his 60s; my theory is that he's a Senator. But who knows. And I got my mom's birthday present, which means I'm done with my shopping! Whee!
Current song in my head:
"Puff the Magic Dragon" by Peter, Paul, and Mary