Hace mucho tiempo que no yo habia abrazado.
I ran away last night. I didn't stay in my dorm like I had planned to, I just wanted to "get out of the house" as it were.
Rachel and I managed to get together.
We later ended up at Joel and Curt's house. We ate some "baked in a pot with potatoes and meat" stuff that they made up. It was warm and filling... and tasted good... it was perfect. Then we ate a pie I brought over. When you have a rough day, there's nothing like warm baked food to make it better.
Curt brought me back home to get some warm clothes so I would enjoy the backyard fire better. Curt is a nice guy. That is such a bland compliment... but there's a difference between being "not mean" and being really "nice".... it's a different level of tact and sympathy, and being "not mean" doesn't really cover it.
We played card games. For a long time. Rachel and I rock because of all the card games and also tricks we know. We decided Sarah needs to come to college so we don't get rusty playing Egyptian.
People started showing up for the fire and Dad called. I left the fire and talked to him for a long time. I liked that.
The fire was fun. So nice to have people all around laughing and talking and rubbing their hands together for warmth. One thing about backyard fire is you can't really see the people around you, but you can hear their voices and what they have to say.
My shirt and pants smell all smoky and outdoorsy.
Everyone else left before Rachel and I did. Joel and Curt kept us company for a while, maybe an hour or more, but it was very silly and very good for our moods...
I feel good this morning. Well, pretty good anyway. A little confused, but good enough.
I am listening to Barenaked ladies. I think that is good.
I have a lot of reading I need to catch up on. Lots of English and also Spanish to study. I will probably not make it to my first two classes.
I hope that is ok.
whew. How weird I feel.
P.S. There is a new Strong Bad Email.
Rachel and I managed to get together.
We later ended up at Joel and Curt's house. We ate some "baked in a pot with potatoes and meat" stuff that they made up. It was warm and filling... and tasted good... it was perfect. Then we ate a pie I brought over. When you have a rough day, there's nothing like warm baked food to make it better.
Curt brought me back home to get some warm clothes so I would enjoy the backyard fire better. Curt is a nice guy. That is such a bland compliment... but there's a difference between being "not mean" and being really "nice".... it's a different level of tact and sympathy, and being "not mean" doesn't really cover it.
We played card games. For a long time. Rachel and I rock because of all the card games and also tricks we know. We decided Sarah needs to come to college so we don't get rusty playing Egyptian.
People started showing up for the fire and Dad called. I left the fire and talked to him for a long time. I liked that.
The fire was fun. So nice to have people all around laughing and talking and rubbing their hands together for warmth. One thing about backyard fire is you can't really see the people around you, but you can hear their voices and what they have to say.
My shirt and pants smell all smoky and outdoorsy.
Everyone else left before Rachel and I did. Joel and Curt kept us company for a while, maybe an hour or more, but it was very silly and very good for our moods...
I feel good this morning. Well, pretty good anyway. A little confused, but good enough.
I am listening to Barenaked ladies. I think that is good.
I have a lot of reading I need to catch up on. Lots of English and also Spanish to study. I will probably not make it to my first two classes.
I hope that is ok.
whew. How weird I feel.
P.S. There is a new Strong Bad Email.