For most people, the weekend signifies a time of rest and relaxation, of quiet contemplation and reflection. Not so for me. It never fails, but for one reason or another, my weekends book up faster than President Bush can butcher the English language. It just always winds up that way; whether it be doing stuff for school, for myself, for Jon, or for my friends, my weekends are always hectic. This weekend is no exception. It kind of started today, as usual. I met with the Rabbi this morning for breakfast, went food shopping, came home and cleaned the house, ran a few other errands, including a trip to Sam Ash to pick up some music for Max for tomorrow, came back home, and tried to relax before starting dinner. Tomorrow morning I hope to be able to just hang out and get some school work done. In the afternoon I'm picking Max up around 2pm and we're heading to Ft. Tilden to the RTC audtions for "My Fair Lady." The auditions are from 3-6pm, and then I'm taking him home so I can go out to dinner with Jon for Valentine's Day, seeing that he has to work on Monday. :( Then on Sunday Max and I are going to Danyel at the shop for hair cuts, then probably back to RTC for call-backs, and in Queens by 4pm for Saba's birthday party. Yeah, I have all the time in world. I should sell front-row seats for my life b/c it's just interesting watching how I get it all done.