casual ultimate » 150 btus = 158,258 joules

what could follow a night of such magical wonderment as friday? well saturday i guess. the cu staff recovered by hitting bongo room for brunch followed by light shopping and naps. the evening found our team split between two neighborhoods with ms. ulty throwing down for martha’s bday in wrigley and miss casual and the boss taking the lovely ladies of the er out in bucktown.

dr welsh had finished her test and freshened up before coming down to meet us at piece. (in a side note, the cu staff, inspired by ferrari’s manuary, will be throwing femuary, a midwinter celebration of being girls, and it will involve lots of freshening up for sure, as well as manicures, sleepovers, and romantic comedies.) then we moved on to rodan for icicles and hot toddies. do you know how much heat a person gives off? 150 btus per hour, which was enough to partially thaw out the window at rodan.

after all that we barely had enough energy to bake a mountain of cookies to take to the boss’s crib on sunday to watch the superbowl. the callaways were nice enough to bring their little one for ms. ulty to gush over and tbr was nice enough to bring thanksgiving. turns out the cu ladies would make excellent lesbian mothers. witness miss casual helping ms. ulty with her beer while she holds audrey.

the game itself was a bummer since our team lost and the ads were all sinister and depressing. the boss dubbed it the ’superbowl of crying’ after an ad with a sad robot almost brought miss casual to tears. she recovered in time to discuss the referees’ high waisted pants and what to do about them with tbr and monica. the only reason we remember any of this is because we transcribed our notes from the evening off of miss january.

even though the bears lost it was a good night and it was nice to watch nick swardson like 4 peas in a pod after the game. tv makes us feel safe.