The weekend in reverse
Today is my birthday. I just celebrated by eating a tasty-kake. Yeah me! Time passed rather quixkly today -- I must have been busy, imagine that. My mother called to wish my a happy birthday just before I caught the bus on which I contently read a book about Nietzsche called "Hammer of the Gods". Gotta love any book that says in large friendly (red) letters on the back "Apocolyptic texts for the criminally insane" Yah, okay a little mellow dramatic in the hand-staple-forhead motion, but I digress. Bathed after waking up and dreaming odd dreams. Fell asleep watching Farscape. After Pete and Patty left. They came by because Tim wanted to give Pete a pair of rollerblades that he wasnt using. They are in the process of moving to Chicago. So it was nice to see them before they left. Anand came by for a little while earlier after the wedding. Everyone else pooped out. Ay well. Tim gave me my other birthday present, a bracelet like the one that I lost a year ago. Its silver and has garnets in it.We got home from the wedding around 7:30. Its actually not a horrendous ride from Northern Jersey, just turn pike to turn pike and then home. The wedding was at The Manor (which is where they film some of The Soprano's at) It is a very posh and elegant place. All though for a moment I mused having a punk rock wedding there just for the culture clashy goodness. There was a bunch of the west philly peoples there. It was nice to hang with some of them NOT In a bar or at a party. Well it sort of was a party, but you get my point....
to be continued after I get home
to be continued after I get home