Good weekend
Yes, a good weekend indeed. Saw Blade: Trinity on Friday, and while it certainly sucked, Ryan Reynolds and Parker Posey's amusing performances nearly saved the day. Once again, Jessica Biel was hot to the point of distraction (see: Texas Chainsaw Massacre). That girl is ripped.
The performance of Beethoven's 9th went swimmingly on Saturday, at least as far as I could tell, since I was in the upper left corner of the choir and could barely hear my own section, let alone anyone else's. Still, a standing ovation from a sold-out crowd is always nice. Afterwards, Kim, Mabby and I went to Maggie's going-away party, but we got there pretty late so it was pretty wound-down once we got there. I did get to see Angela, Soren, Jesse, and Morgan, though. I don't see much of any of them anymore, so that was nice. It was Mabby's 21st birthday, so we were trying to get her drunk, but she just kept sipping her beers. She only finished two, but was really tra-la-la after finishing the last one, so she must have been a little buzzed. Then we went back to Kim's to drink further, but Mabby fell asleep the moment we got there. Then I drifted off, too, and eventually woke up and wandered home.
Sunday was the Glee Club reunion over at Gabe's house. I gave Vasil a ride over, even though since he's still in school he wouldn't know the majority of the people there. There wasn't a huge turnout, but everyone who did show up were people I liked and wanted to talk to, so that was a huge plus. Got slightly drunk, sobered up, went home. Poor Vasil coped with not knowing anyone by getting hammered. Always a fine strategy.
Anyway, not a weekend for the record books or anything, but extremly pleasant.
Oh, except for when Leslie's car got broken into because our stupid landlord didn't fix the gate to our garage so it's just been open for days for anyone to just walk in and, say, steal Leslie's stereo. Bastards! So that sucked. But otherwise, good times.
The performance of Beethoven's 9th went swimmingly on Saturday, at least as far as I could tell, since I was in the upper left corner of the choir and could barely hear my own section, let alone anyone else's. Still, a standing ovation from a sold-out crowd is always nice. Afterwards, Kim, Mabby and I went to Maggie's going-away party, but we got there pretty late so it was pretty wound-down once we got there. I did get to see Angela, Soren, Jesse, and Morgan, though. I don't see much of any of them anymore, so that was nice. It was Mabby's 21st birthday, so we were trying to get her drunk, but she just kept sipping her beers. She only finished two, but was really tra-la-la after finishing the last one, so she must have been a little buzzed. Then we went back to Kim's to drink further, but Mabby fell asleep the moment we got there. Then I drifted off, too, and eventually woke up and wandered home.
Sunday was the Glee Club reunion over at Gabe's house. I gave Vasil a ride over, even though since he's still in school he wouldn't know the majority of the people there. There wasn't a huge turnout, but everyone who did show up were people I liked and wanted to talk to, so that was a huge plus. Got slightly drunk, sobered up, went home. Poor Vasil coped with not knowing anyone by getting hammered. Always a fine strategy.
Anyway, not a weekend for the record books or anything, but extremly pleasant.
Oh, except for when Leslie's car got broken into because our stupid landlord didn't fix the gate to our garage so it's just been open for days for anyone to just walk in and, say, steal Leslie's stereo. Bastards! So that sucked. But otherwise, good times.
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