not all weekends are created equal

nOt YoUr aVeRaGe sAtUrDaY. i can see the monday morning chit chat around the office now. "and what did you do this weekend, julia?" "oh, you know, carried a futon frame and mattress from one apartment to another 4 blocks and 4 flights of stairs away with just 2 other girls, did yoga next to a guy in a giant pink furry penis costume, signed a lease on a new apartment . . ."

did you just say giant pink furry penis costume? yes, i did. mtv showed up at my bikram studio yesterday afternoon looking to shoot some footage for a new sketch comedy show. evidently one of this guy's characters is a giant penis. look for it july 1 on mtv 2, maybe you'll see me in my sweaty yoga clothes looking, well, like i had just been through 90 minutes in a 115 degree room, because i had. they showed up after our 12pm class, and i had actually made it into the shower in the locker room and was about to put on my clean, dry clothes to go home when we were approached about participating. so i did what is only logical and put back on my yoga outfit, which was drenched completely in sweat, and grabbed my mat, ready to go. now if that is not desperation to get my sorry ass on television any way, any how, i don't know what is.

and, yes, i also said signed a lease. the sublets and apartment hopping officially come to an end june 1st when meghan and i move into our new apartment in williamsburg. we are burg bound and frigging ecstatic. the space is great, the location is great, we are lucky girls.