A Weekend Update: In Which I Got Drunk with Bloggers, Found an Apartment, and Rode Bikes with Owen Wilson

Best. weekend. evah. (I'm from Boston now).

I started my Friday evening with a Gals Guide DC happy hour at Lauriol Plaza hosted by the lovely brides-to-be Heidi and Liz. Then I met up with a ton of DC bloggers at Reef. Debauchery was had, but I won't go into details because what happens in Adams Morgan stays in Adams Morgan. Isn't that the way the saying goes?

Even cooler, (sorry guys), was the fact that I found an apartment I AM IN LOVE WITH. It's near the ever-classy Potomac Ave Metro stop and is practically over the river in Anacostia, but they just got a Harris Teeter! And it's a one bedroom! With a yard! And I can ride my bike to work! And it's about 100 feet from a McDonalds! All in all, the perfect abode. I'm going to drop off my application and checks at the real estate agent's this morning. I know I'm the first to apply, but I just have to hope that they find my finances and credit score sufficient to get the place. Pray/cross your fingers/eat Oreos for me!

Aaaand finally, to wrap up my awesome weekend, I freaking rode bikes with Owen Wilson. Back story is sort of irrelevant, basically he is in town making a movie, some of my bike shop friends helped him out with getting a bike for while he is in town, and they invited him out to our ride that we do every Sunday.

 I didn't get a picture because we wanted him to feel comfortable and relaxed, but it did happen. He was much more fast on the bike than I expected and I had a really hard time keeping up - the group eventually dropped me. Yup, Owen Wilson kicked my ass. When I finally caught up to the group, I said something super-suave to him like, "Owen Wilson, you just put me on the pain train." He laughed. Overall, he's a pretty subdued person, not much to say. But whatever. I rode bikes with him and refrained from asking to touch his nose. Good times.