rapidly approaching elusive last lap
an eventful weekend. prom was last night, and went quite well. as expected, alex and i proceeded to poke fun at the odd practice of fondue and weird wax figures in pirate suits (at dante's, including mr. ian mckellan and mark twain). on the party bus someone asked him a question, then said "sorry...i just haven't heard you speak all night, and i kinda wanted to know what your voice sounds like." so for the rest of the night he just did his woody allen impression. hot damn...stef and friends were perfect. stef and geoff: not only the paragon of punk rock love, but also of 80's new wave coupledom. and heather: hottest goth queen. damn i was proud. but yeah, we all went to centennial park afterwards, took pictures and played at the playground. then back to stef's to pass out after this large scale southern breakfast by stef's dad (the cooking god). but yeah...a really good time. today: finally obtained a job! it's at borders books...which, despite the trek, will provide me with a hearty discount on music and books. therefore i'm happy. just got back from a concert featuring one mr. rufus wainwright, and hot damn that man's good. his voice sounded exactly the same, and not in a processed, "i'm not versatile" sort of way. if you guys get a chance, download "imaginary love." mmmmmboy. so yeah...i guess that about covers it or this pointless, non-creative update. stuff's good.