Sep 02, 2006 01:50
becca came home from three months in europe (huzzah and jubilation!) so i spent last night and much of today with her telling stories and catching up and trying to avoid her dog's excessive slobberiness. we slept foot-to-foot on a couch in her basement last night, and the stupid dog curled up in the middle on top of both of our pairs of feet. i spent most of the night trying to kick her (the dog, named loki) off the couch, but apparently she held no grudge because at 5:30 this morning she started bathing my feet and lower legs very, very thoroughly. i felt deeply adored. i went out with her (becca, not loki) and her boyfriend scott (who she was travelling with) and some of his friends tonight, mostly so i could see scott's newly acquired beard, which is pretty hardcore.
now it's almost 2 in the morning. mike is next door at the neighbour's place, recording. the bottom apartment in the other half of our semi-detatched house is inhabited by four guys who are musicians of various kinds, including the drummer of mike's band, and another guy named aaron who has a home studio. i snuck up the dark alleyway next to their house and watched mike record vocals through the basement window. i crouched their quietly, and went unseen. he is very earnest when he records vocals. he pulls his own hair. somewhat endearing. i think they're probably taking a smoke break by now. i'm going to hang out with them on the porch.
emily