at 3:00 Kev picked me up outside of bruce. after avoiding some huge backup on 35, we got some limeade at Sonic and went to casa de kev. i perused part of his CD collection until kev's friends started showing up.
the first guy to show up was Mark, a big fat guy who's known to use the introduction, "hi, i'm fat." he was fappy though, not fangry. the next person to come was steven (aka dingus) who made several good fat jokes (including one with actual Huttese spoken, i believe). next was a guy named scott (aka coop (almost everyone has a nickname)) followed by matt (halfling).
after deciding which people went in which cars, the group headed towards Chipotle. already there was a guy named Miles, who i'd met before at a wednesday night at the Syndicate. we all gathered around and listened to Miles talk quite articulately about various international issues. around my friends at home, i'm used to listening to the liberal standpoint (ad nauseum usually), but i'm in TX now, and things are different.
after Chipotle, we headed to Bowl-a-Rama for air hockey and (obviously) bowling. a guy named lee (fizban) joined us there. i bowled pretty horribly. i got off to a bad start and slightly improved over the course of three games. Mark (who the previous night had bowled a 300) had all his gear there and was pretty much dominating the lanes. it was cool to watch.
bowling ended and jamming back at kev's house ensued. that lasted until about 2:00 when i hit the proverbial hay. during this said hitting, i had a dream that involved ben decker.
i dreamt i was at lawrence university, but it didn't look like it actually looks at all. ben was there with all his friends that i met when i visited. for some reason we were fighting. i'd try to hang around and he'd try to ditch me or something like that. for some reason there was a teleportation pad, which was supposed to send ben and his friends to a pool for swimming. ben set it so that it would send me somewhere else. i was mad/sad. i woke up and was confused. there was more. there was something involving some 20-something actress in the vein of Thora Birch or Christina Ricci. i can't quite recall what exactly it had to do with anything, but such is the nature of dreams.
after some breakfast, kev drove me back to UNT. at 1:00 i had a rehearsal for my easter gig tomorrow (gotta be up, dressed and in the bruce hall lobby at 6:45 AM boooo). now i'm doing laundry and will meet with my accompanist Howard sometime around 5:00 PM.
now it is time to practice.
Posted by john guari at April 10, 2004 03:57 PM