Errata.

School is really interfering with my blogging. Sure, if I was just going to school and blogging, I'd have no problem. As it is, the fact that I do both of those things, work, and have a social life and a bunny rabbit make me a very busy person. I was actually going to sit down and do a nice, long, extensive photo entry today, but I haven't been able to find the cord to connect my camera to my computer, and there's no way my peice of shit camera would ever have bluetooth, so I'm kind of fucked at that. Anyways, I thought I'd found it, but it turns out that the cord to connect my camcorder to my computer is nearly identical to--but not compatible with--the one for my camera.

Speaking of going to shit, my computer is starting to fall apart. No, literally. Anyone who's seen my computer knows that it's been dropped more times than it should--and, here's a testament to Apple, it's still working today, three years after the first major drop that bent its shell casing.Since then, it's been dropped another two or three times by me, and once by Fidel. Goodness. It's amazing she's still here. The point of this being that the casing isn't at its high point. The plastic on the right corner of the screen is cracked (if I didn't have a metal casing on this computer I'm fairly certain it would have perished that day three years ago). Well, the plastic is attached to the metal that surrounds the screen, or, it was. This means that the metal frame is coming away from the rest of the screen, and yesterday, a mysterious metal piece detached itself from inside the screen. It looked like a fairly harmless piece, but In any case, it's a dangerous road to start down.

So it was a good enough weekend. Well, all in all it was a great weekend, but I had a bit of a slow start when my drawer was $300.00 under on Friday afternoon. Freaked me the fuck out, making me really stressed really quickly, but all in all it wasn't my fault, and since I'm no manager, it wasn't my problem. I just got really stressed about it. Corey called just as I was locking shop, wanting to come by and pick up his beer (somehow, we independently both bought 12-packs of Session on Thursday, which isn't a regular beer for either of us. It was strange.). He was waiting when I got home--he'd had a bad day too, it turns out, and we ended up getting some dinner, drinking a bottle of wine, and going to bed before midnight. Bad days are exhausting.

Saturday was nice; we went for coffee at Quacks and saw trash-can killer Daniel. Corey ran into an old neighbor, and I got to see Josh and Ann. It was a nice morning. Went to work (it was slow), and then headed over to Jenn's for a ridiculously amazing dinner party. Delicious marinated portabella mushrooms with goat cheese and basil and some amazing salad and humus and sourdough bread and did I mention beer and wine and cute puppy dogs and good music and even better company? It was way awesome.

Until about 11:30, there was no weather manifestation of Ike in Austin, but then it started raining. A number of the party goers ran out in the rain to dance around, but I sulked. It was Harvest Moonlight Cruze night! I didn't want it to rain THEN. Fortunately, the rain stopped around 12:30, about the time I got to Corey's. We hung out a bit then biked down to the ped bridge for the best ride of the year. I'm horrible at estimating numbers, but there were probably 400 or 500 people. Lots of good people there, way lots of fun. We got a little lost from the group when we stopped for some people who'd wrecked on Burnet, and Corey and I ended up swimming at a random apartment complex with about ten other people from the ride before heading back to his place at around six. Five hours later, we were up--Corey had to go to work.

Emily! was in town for a wedding, and she and Adrien and I met up at Tazza Fresca to play a game of Scrabble--I was second by a mere 15 points, and then Emily and I hit up Room Service. I thought I'd pick up some t-shirts for Corey since he seems to have a dearth of them, and she and I had a great time looking at all the ridiculous clothes and furniture, etc. If I had a camera cord, I'd post pictures of what all I purchased.

I dropped Emily off at the airport then went to dinner with my dad, which was really nice. My mom's been out of town--coming back tonight--and I think he's been a bit lonely. Darlene called me--she was at the reopening of the Peddler, and I called Corey to see if he was home, since I'd left Eileen at his house that day. I drove over to pick her up, and he felt miserably sick with a horrible headache. I picked him up some soup and food, hung out with him for a little while, then drove home. I biked over to the Peddler for about 20 minutes to say hi to Darlene and Jimi, went home, cleaned the kitchen, and was in bed by 10:30. I was exhausted.

Going to bed so early meant being completely and totally and fully rested when I woke up ten hours later, around 8:30. I had time before class, so I cleaned my bathtub, then headed to biology for the rest of the condom talk.



Hopefully, tomorrow I will have photos. We'll see.