moya

I return. Wow. It seems as there's less to do, there's no writing getting done. When I had loads of work balanced with a job, there would be so many things running through my head worth mentioning, and I felt I also had the time to type it all out. And now I get home from work, and sit on the comptuter until morning hours..And not one word typed. There are many things going on, too.

I visited Neil in Madison yesterday afternoon, which was, as always, a grand time. We went to the Inferno for a concert (eight bands?) last night, watched Hellraiser (I've finally seen one), died in the humid weather, rarely slept, among other activities. Oh! And we went to Perkins. I really do love breakfast food. If I could eat it forever, I just might..

Friday afternoon/night, Brendon, remember the guy from the previous two weekends I went out with, came up. Oh, I do have yet to post pictures from our first outing! Anyway, he arrived around eight-thirty or so, I believe; we sat on the frontstep for a really long time talking, he met the parents (so they could approve of him so he could crash on our couch without them worrying he'd kill us all in our sleep), we went out to eat, sat on the bluffs and watched the lightning over the water in the pitch blackness and fog, walked to the lighthouse, sat there for about an hour, walked down to and on the beach for a long while, sat in the bandstand and talked for another couple hours.. I think we came in the door at about three or four.. We had to get up at seven so I could get ready for work and he could get ready to leave; we ended up getting to sleep at seven thirty and waking up at eight. Poor guy had to drive back home (south of Chicago) by eleven or something.. The tiredness was very apparent, though.
I'm bothered, I mean really bothered that I had to leave for work before he left our house, I still am thinking about it. It's something that rarely happens, that I don't get to be there when people leave, and when it does happen, it's on my mind and I feel bad about it. Especially in that case, as we both had to leave right away and be somewhere at a certain time.

Work.. I really can't remember much of work, except the morning was spent on the being bothered. I was there from eight-thirty to noon.. I remember it finally turning noon so I could leave. By then, I was a bit more energized.. I got home, showered, and expected to leave for Madison right away.. Unfortunately, I was being forced to drive my mothers car, and in order to do that, I had to take a nap before I left (their rule)..
I overslept. I crawled into bed at 1, and remember thinking 'okay, you set the alarm for 2..this..is so comfortable..' I woke at 3:30. I packed, and was on the road pretty quickly, sped all the way, and made it to Madison at about 5:30. Then hard partying all night with Neil, and my almost falling asleep on the couch at Inferno more than once, I was dead tired. And cranky, because you know, it's that time again.. I think we got back around two-thirty, three? Didn't get to sleep until about five or something, woke at noon(?), went to eat breakfast after laying about like the lazyasses we are, got Hellraiser (and other movies we didn't watch), and tired ourselves out.

Don't you hate it when you fall asleep, wake up, and think it's the next day, or that you slept through a few hours or something, and that confusion sets in? *heart attack*

Um..Man. My body is sore and tired. I know I had been making a mental list of what I wanted to update with, but really, only the recent things done with a couple awesome guys is lingering on my mind.

Warped last sunday was awesome. I got sunburnt very badly, I came home as red as a lobster; I mainly hung around the main stages, and waited at the right one all day for the Dropkicks. I managed to get to second row. It was fun, I saw some people I haven't seen in a long time. Dropkicks were great.. I'd love to see a longer concert from them sometime.

Bah. What else, because, I am not remembering.. I need to get back to commenting. Either tomorrow or tuesday, I'm going to each and every one of my friends pages and leaving a comment. It's only right, that's why your my friend, because we talk. So.. I should..talk..