"...even in a galaxy far far away."
Last night was Amanda's 21st birthday partizzle (*half hearted woot*). I had a babysitting job earlier in the day, so I had cash on me *sweet* !!!
I picked esi up and we left around 7-ish... then the fun began. I'd like to say that esi and I hardly ever get lost when we go on driving trips together, but if I did, I'd be lying. Let's be completely honest here, I don't know what it is exactly that turns us into complete driving buffoons when we get in the same car. Somehow, sometimes through NO FAULT OF OUR OWN, the roads change names unexpectedly, or the directions are complete crap, or a North bound road is really a South bound road *cough295/95cough*... Once, it took us 3 hours to get home from a movie theatre that was only 15 minutes away... so you get the picture.
So, hey! guess what happened last night when we drove to Amanda's party in Hoboken? That's right. We got lost.
Whatever, this one wasn't our fault either. There was a regular RT. 1&9 and a Truck RT. 1&9... and we drove on the wrong one for a good 15 minutes before deciding to turn around. After that, it went smoothly, except for when esi shrieked at me to "TURN NOW! TURN NOW!" into oncoming traffic. (We also made it home alright Thankyouverymuch.)
Amanda's party was fun. The place (Jack's Oak Bar and Restaurant) was really nice. It was small, and you could sort of tell that that Hoboken la-dee-dah types go there after their la-dee-dah jobs. We sat at the end of the table with Amanda's mom, chatted with her for a bit, then Amanda came over and chatted. We talked and ate and talked (the food was good... even though we basically inhaled it) and talked and talked. It was a good time, which could have only been better if I was old enough to go out drinking in the Village afterwards. Curse you, cruel Time Gods!
Then we left, got home with NO PROBLEMS, I dropped esi off so she could go off with Tracey, and went to Ben's house for some sweet rpg-ing. It was great. We (Me, Sam, John!, Ben, and Erik) were there until 3-ish am. Interesting side-note for all you friends of Erik... even when his character description doesn't call for it, he's STILL an asshole. Sam, new to the game, was broody... a LOT. Paul was kidnapped, Ben and Erik got shot, and I... well I didn't do all that much... I basically did flips, tried to seduce Sam, got into fist fights with Erik, and punched some guy in the kidney. AAAaaaanyway, it was tons of fun, and I'm seriously considering driving up to MAH-WAHHH to play with John and his friends.
That's about it for last night, except that esi and I reached a new level in our relationship, and it was good times. Go us.
Whoops, Kim (Chris' (Ray's son) wife) just called. We're eating dinner over there tonight and she wants we to run out and get some italian bread. I'll catch you on the flip-flop.