this weekend's events

It's 3:38 in the morning on Sunday. I'm up because it was my good friend Wade's birthday tonight (well, last night if you're gonna get technical) and we had a little festive party in Chelsea at our friend's place. It's always a good time with that group, like Wade's new boy said, we're like a family we're so close and comfortable with one another. It's nice to have that.
Today George and I went down 47th street and looked for wedding rings, it was good. We got some good ideas so we can make a decision. Afterwards I went to NY Cakes and Baking, a great bakers resource in chelsea, and bought some tools and such for Wade's cake. I actually dashed home to bake it in time for the party, cutting it a little close and barely having time to eat before rushing back out with cakebox in hand. I think I pushed it with not eating much and then drinking a few glasses of chardonnay. I just made scrambled eggs for my late-night snack. My blood sugar gets really low if I don't regulate it well, and tonight I wasn't really on top of it. Then, with all the sugar I put into my body, well, it's just a little to extreme for me to take and I crash. I'll be good soon, I think I needed protein. I usually trust those instincts of what foods I'm craving, it's almost always accurate. I probably need sleep too, I just knew that if I didn't eat I'd be worse off.
Tommorrow George and I will be meeting Sky, Cris, Hanna, and maybe Charlotte to go see a play about Joseph Pilates that a couple special ladies are participating in: Marie, who directed, and Marta, who's playing some bass. It's been a festive weekend, what with our show on Friday night...my band El Jezel played Crash Mansion, and it was a success. We sold some CDs and even sold tee shirts this time...we hand-drew on them with fabric markers, and I think they turned out pretty cool if I do say so myself. ;)
Ok, I must sleep now. Good night.