mike f., blueberry coffee, and mucho happy juice
So these past few days have been busy, but I'm finally starting to get things done.
Steve, Johnny B, and I decided to head down to PI thursday afternoon to get away from FK, went shopping (more for the guys), and sort of out of a whim, thought it would be a good idea to visit Mike Flanagan. So about 4 buildings later, a phone call, a map, and at least 40 minutes later, we found him! ...in class..another 20-30 minutes later ...and a few more of Mike trying to pick up what was left of his mind..we headed to Timmy Hoho's and chatted over Mike's refound faith. It was really good to see him again and I missed the bugger coming to visit me like he did over the summer and asking for food.
Friday, I went to feed the worms with Ellen - both crossing our fingers that they had not died, since due to some miscommunication, were supposed to get fed last week but hadn't due to moldy bread. Later in the evening got to see and hear really good poetry by Andrew Birden and Patrick (?) and there was some decent singer/songwriter stuff too. And one of the best things ever created, blueberry coffee. Then off to the "midnight" showing of Ring Two at 10:30, which was terrible so we left early.
Saturday was exhausting. Got drunk. Got locked out. Got snobbed by a drunk man in bed.
So in other news, my Tita Luz is pregnant! After years of trying and recently adopting a baby boy only about 4 months ago, now they have another on the way.
Okay, so anyone who really knows me is aware that I'm not much of a fan for babies. But Patrick Lorenz is an exception.
Steve, Johnny B, and I decided to head down to PI thursday afternoon to get away from FK, went shopping (more for the guys), and sort of out of a whim, thought it would be a good idea to visit Mike Flanagan. So about 4 buildings later, a phone call, a map, and at least 40 minutes later, we found him! ...in class..another 20-30 minutes later ...and a few more of Mike trying to pick up what was left of his mind..we headed to Timmy Hoho's and chatted over Mike's refound faith. It was really good to see him again and I missed the bugger coming to visit me like he did over the summer and asking for food.
Friday, I went to feed the worms with Ellen - both crossing our fingers that they had not died, since due to some miscommunication, were supposed to get fed last week but hadn't due to moldy bread. Later in the evening got to see and hear really good poetry by Andrew Birden and Patrick (?) and there was some decent singer/songwriter stuff too. And one of the best things ever created, blueberry coffee. Then off to the "midnight" showing of Ring Two at 10:30, which was terrible so we left early.
Saturday was exhausting. Got drunk. Got locked out. Got snobbed by a drunk man in bed.
So in other news, my Tita Luz is pregnant! After years of trying and recently adopting a baby boy only about 4 months ago, now they have another on the way.
Okay, so anyone who really knows me is aware that I'm not much of a fan for babies. But Patrick Lorenz is an exception.