I suppose you could say since this is my blog, you could look into it and see my cynic's reflection. But I think as long as we're talking mirrors here you should take a good look at yourself. And contemplate just how much you wish it were my reflection looking back, cause it's a mirror, so it'd be yours. And I'm hot.

Monday, December 19, 2005

Post Party Jam Session

12-19 - 6:10pm

Well, that wasn’t nearly as bad as I thought it would be. Turns out it was at Rebekah and Barbara’s place, where I stayed last week after Sean’s going away party. After a pretty standard day at work, I went home, changed clothes, and took as long as I could getting ready to arrive at the station just after 9pm to meet Hillary. I got to Abiko a couple minutes before her, so, I went in to the NewDays convi that was right there, bought a beer, sat down on a nearby bench and cracked it open. Soon I saw Hillary and Bryan and Joanne and another friend arrive, and we all sat outside and drank, wondering how it worked that I was here already but we had to wait for my roommate.
See, Ash doesn’t have a cell phone. This makes it hard to get his status, or a hold of him, or many other things. He called Bryan from a payphone to let us know he was on the way. Yeesh. This topic will come up again.
The party was packed when we got there. It was stupid packed. I mean, pretty much every person I know in Nova or from Nova was there. It was a great time, except for the guy passed out in the shower, and Rebekah quickly becoming her typical drunk self, running around the apartment, and trying to well, yea. But other than that, it was a jolly good time, got to talk to lots of people, and meet lots of people, and found out some more information from Ty about the possibility of moving in with him come the end of January or February. Lord. Dave B, Ty and I living in one place. That would be trouble.
Today Hillary and I went over to Bryan’s place across the tracks, which was super chill. Hillary worked on her special voice lesson thingie for whatever reason on her day off, and Bryan and I jammed on his guitar, and started writing a song. It was the most chill afternoon ever.
I came back home about 3pm or so, I think, and went shopping. I made some kind of tempura for dinner, but, well, I dunno. I’ve still yet to perfect that art yet. I’ll get it, someday. I think the three of us are getting together for dinner later, I don’t know quite yet, and I think until then I will take a nap, or maybe compose some more.

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

miss you. Happy New Year!

7:07 PM

 

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