Okay, maybe I'll talk to you.
It's hard to keep my eyes open right now.
I went to bed late last night. Like 2:30 or something crazy.
So I woke up late, around 11. I did some morning stuff, then ate lunchy brunch. That was all right. I had many courses, spread through time. I read the Sacramento Bee instead of the Aggie, as it was a Saturday. Understandably, it took me longer.
After that, I basically sat around. No wait, I went downtown. That's right. Becca and Doug were going. Oh, now I remember. I was burning CDs on Becca's computer (my next computer must have a CD burner... what was I thinking?). Then we went downtown. First to Watermelon Music, which was fun. I saw Jose, another trumpet player, and we talked for a while. Such a long while, in fact, Doug and Becca left for Borders. So Jose and I went there later. I caught up with the two, then we all parted. Becca went to another bookstore, Doug back home, and me to the Gap. I got dark brown slacks, a faded striped burgundy shirt, and socks. I love the Gap.
After that, I played my trumpet. Rebecca called me to pick me up. For dinner.
Oh, that was fun. Homemade burgers and french fries. Very tasty. Also, as a soon-to-be married couple, they're getting rid of all their free furniture, so I went around testing out everything they have. I am totally taking the old red chair. Probably for my room right now.
We watched "A Day Without a Mexican." Interesting concept, poorly done. Basically, one day all the Latinos disappear from California. It makes everything go crazy. No basic needs are met. Especially not high quality filming needs.
After a bit of lounging, it was decided that we would go to Nishka's and play a game. The game picked by "me" was Uno. So the three of us went to Downtown Davis and got our game on.
On the way, we ran into a good friend of theirs, on his way to San Fransisco, but fixing his popped tire. He opted to stay for a game of Uno. Once we were there, another friend came in. She was nice as well. I'm terrible with names.
Anyway, the 5 of us played a terribly unintense game of Uno while discussing love and doctorly things. Rebecca won by quietly saying "uno" while the three others were engaged in a deep conversation and I was staring blankly into space. But it was fun nonetheless.
So we were done with that. I've been back here, doing my regular back here things. And now it's late.
I went to bed late last night. Like 2:30 or something crazy.
So I woke up late, around 11. I did some morning stuff, then ate lunchy brunch. That was all right. I had many courses, spread through time. I read the Sacramento Bee instead of the Aggie, as it was a Saturday. Understandably, it took me longer.
After that, I basically sat around. No wait, I went downtown. That's right. Becca and Doug were going. Oh, now I remember. I was burning CDs on Becca's computer (my next computer must have a CD burner... what was I thinking?). Then we went downtown. First to Watermelon Music, which was fun. I saw Jose, another trumpet player, and we talked for a while. Such a long while, in fact, Doug and Becca left for Borders. So Jose and I went there later. I caught up with the two, then we all parted. Becca went to another bookstore, Doug back home, and me to the Gap. I got dark brown slacks, a faded striped burgundy shirt, and socks. I love the Gap.
After that, I played my trumpet. Rebecca called me to pick me up. For dinner.
Oh, that was fun. Homemade burgers and french fries. Very tasty. Also, as a soon-to-be married couple, they're getting rid of all their free furniture, so I went around testing out everything they have. I am totally taking the old red chair. Probably for my room right now.
We watched "A Day Without a Mexican." Interesting concept, poorly done. Basically, one day all the Latinos disappear from California. It makes everything go crazy. No basic needs are met. Especially not high quality filming needs.
After a bit of lounging, it was decided that we would go to Nishka's and play a game. The game picked by "me" was Uno. So the three of us went to Downtown Davis and got our game on.
On the way, we ran into a good friend of theirs, on his way to San Fransisco, but fixing his popped tire. He opted to stay for a game of Uno. Once we were there, another friend came in. She was nice as well. I'm terrible with names.
Anyway, the 5 of us played a terribly unintense game of Uno while discussing love and doctorly things. Rebecca won by quietly saying "uno" while the three others were engaged in a deep conversation and I was staring blankly into space. But it was fun nonetheless.
So we were done with that. I've been back here, doing my regular back here things. And now it's late.
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