история двух кошечек

i love my weekends here in moscow, they are so lazy. the library is closed on sundays, so i have the ultimate excuse not to do any work.
today i got up slowly and stumbled down the street to have coffee with igor and his friend tom who is visiting from london. they were in the same law programme there. meanwhile, tom, in his 10 days here had managed to pick up a dyev from naberezhni chelni, and she showed up as well. the poor guy made all the usual mistakes. his food arrived just as she sat down and he started eating (ie, he didnt wait for her to order and get her food) ...the usual dyev related misunderstandings. apparently he didnt even know he was supposed to pay. igor and i just sat back and giggled, occasionally exchanging glances.
afterwards i met caitlin for yet another sunday brunch and gossip. we went to small pleasures, but the menu was different than the last time we were there, and there wasnt much choice for the gluten intolerant. oh well, not much i can do about that!
the rest of the afternoon was lazy. i picked up a copy of garfield 2 in the metro on the way home and watched it over a platter of justin-supplied junk food. the film is SO CUTE. i know many of you will read this and groan at my bad taste, but really it is adorable. it is like the parent trap, BUT FOR CATS!!!! it is even better than the last garfeild, which i saw in a paris theatre with yaelle and about 100 saudi 10 year olds....(what else could you expect on the champs elysees?) in the new one, garfeild goes to england and trades places by accident with a (feline) prince. i kept rolling about laughing it was so funny. my copy is in russian, but i can only imagine that the film must be even funnier in english with the different accents and all.
and by now you are probably marvelling that any university would accept a garfield watcher into its phd programme, but really i recommend this film to all!
on that note i should probably get back to my work....