Rebel, rebel. You tore your dress. Rebel, rebel. Your face is a mess. :(
The monumental T/Angelica visit this past weekend was wonderous, and it was great to see them. We all got up to DeSales around noon, with the puppies in tow, and after hanging around a bit we went to the Promenade with the moms and the puppies and had Red Robin. Trying to walk around the Promenade afterwards proved futile, and literally every five seconds we were stopped to the sounds of "OMG SO CUUUUTE!", "They're so beautiful!", "What breed are they!?", "Can I pet them?", and so on. It was funny, though. After mom and Pam left we hung around til dinner, which was beh, and then went back to the Promenade for actual shoppage. Tried to go to Dave's room for mind card games when we got back, but certain events prevented this. It all worked out, though - instead of seeing Happy Feet, we saved money by going to Blockbuster with Nate and renting The Meaning of Life. Rick joined us in the Height to watch it, as the three of us had been drawn in by the sperm song earlier that week...and the five of us were severely emotionally scarred. It was a lovely evening of awkwardness.
T and Angelica left Sunday morning after Mass and a really, really slow moving breakfast at a diner. DELISH. It was sad to see them go. But, um, I'm coming home tomorrow...so. Yeah. Had XLT that night, and it was quite possibly the best yet. Though I really hate running the projector. Watched Hoodwinked with in Nate and Tom's room last night way later than I should have, and was characteristically amused and disturbed by interactions with Dave and Squinglish.
This morning I woke up at the ass-crack of dawn (well...6:30) because we are doing the 40 Hours Retreat for Central. Had to play 8:30 Mass (WAUGH), and then came back to not have class and go to work. Am gonna be leaving shortly for the Thanksgiving DUC Glut Fest, and then return to Central with the others where we shall sleep over and eat TCBY yogurt until tomorrow. Getting back around 2, taking a math quiz and then...
HOOOOOOME!
I am actually quite pumped for everything that is to occur between now and tomorrow afternoon. Break break break! I will just ignore the fact that I have three papers to write over it.
T and Angelica left Sunday morning after Mass and a really, really slow moving breakfast at a diner. DELISH. It was sad to see them go. But, um, I'm coming home tomorrow...so. Yeah. Had XLT that night, and it was quite possibly the best yet. Though I really hate running the projector. Watched Hoodwinked with in Nate and Tom's room last night way later than I should have, and was characteristically amused and disturbed by interactions with Dave and Squinglish.
This morning I woke up at the ass-crack of dawn (well...6:30) because we are doing the 40 Hours Retreat for Central. Had to play 8:30 Mass (WAUGH), and then came back to not have class and go to work. Am gonna be leaving shortly for the Thanksgiving DUC Glut Fest, and then return to Central with the others where we shall sleep over and eat TCBY yogurt until tomorrow. Getting back around 2, taking a math quiz and then...
HOOOOOOME!
I am actually quite pumped for everything that is to occur between now and tomorrow afternoon. Break break break! I will just ignore the fact that I have three papers to write over it.