Six is definitely enough.. maybe too much

• Word up homies. I'm back from another fun weekend. Well fun for the most part. I spent all Friday morning and part of the afternoon in Palo Alto while my dad was having a follow up with his neurosurgeon. I catnapped here and there, but didn't get much rest at all. Afterward we went to Stanford Shopping Center for lunch/coffee/ice cream, then finally went home. I didn't get into bed until after 2pm. I woke up later around 7pm and showered, did a bit of housework then watched Miami Vice on DVD and farted around on my laptop. I ended up passing out again around midnight.
  
• Saturday I got up, made oatmeal pancakes, went walking, then met up with Tricia, Kevin and his brother Mike to go to the A's game. We lost 8-1 to the stinkin Chicago White Sox. Boo. Oh well, least we had great seats/free parking. Later on in the evening I picked up my dad and we hung out at my place, watching TV. After I dropped him back off I lounged around watching TV, then Cathy and I made a late night run to Walmart for random stuff. That was about it.
  
• On Sunday I got up and went to church, then later hung out with Davina. We had lunch at Cheesecake Factory then shopped for a few hours. I got some Michael Jackson buttons, two cute wristbands, some fashion glasses, lipbalm, and a belt. Not too bad. Then we came back to my house and took the 2 mi walk to the duck pond and back. Later on I relaxed in my room and got a little bit of rest before work. I kept trying to doze off but my roommate and her kids were being noisy, as usual. Oy vey.
  
• So yeah that's about it. Had a good time except for my roommate being there with her kids way more often lately. She's been there every single day for the past week and it drives me insane. Friday I was all excited because I thought I had the house to myself, then her and three kids some running in making noise around midnight. (One of the kids was having a friend sleep over as well. Even more ruckus.) I sound like a crochety old woman because I'm so pissed at these kids, but they can be so disrespectful. It is definitely a full house and now my room is my only sactuary.