Socializing.

Busy busy busy. By my standards, anyways.

I did another long day on Friday, but a friend I haven't seen in probably a year or two showed up and made things surprisingly bearable. So I suffered through a depressing and sub-par movie and finally got out, only to find that my ride was going to take an hour or so to get there. So we ended up standing around and trading stories and acting like the retards we knew eachother as in middleschool. It was pretty nice, but he saw the night unfit to be left at that. It took him the entire hour we were there to convince me to go along, but we ended up walking to a nearby bar instead of picking up our ride. (Other people needed the ride too, so we weren't just blowing off someone who had come specifically for us.)

Now, I've only rarely been in a bar, and this was pretty much as generic and stereotypical a place as you could think of. Wooden everything, pool tables, smoke, and a few sports-themed arcade games. And there I was in a three-piece suit, glasses, and a slicked back ponytail. I didn't exactly strike up any interesting conversations aside from our own, but I got to try rum and Coke, which I liked more than I expected.

God, this is turning into an actual blog. I'd erase this if getting out more wasn't one of my goals.

Anyways, we walk back to his apartment and pretty much just try out Reach until 4 or 5 am. We crash hard, and I wake up to something I didn't expect: The sound of his mom's voice.

I know how bad that sounds. I promise it was innocent. Long story short, I got toted around for a better part of the day for errands, family visits, etc. And a Chinese buffet. Mostly the Chinese buffet. It was also my dad's birthday, so by his request we came back and had an awesome dinner and watched the Transformers sequel. (Was it just me, or did it try really reeeeally hard to show it was a movie for grownups?)

The rest of that night was basically more gaming and hanging out. He left his 360 over here, which I made good use of. He picked it up this morning, to my dismay, but I would have never have realized how nice it was outside today if I'd had my nose stuck in Fable II. We opened up all the windows and aired the place out, which it needed.


And... yeah. That's pretty much it. Good lord that was a mouthfull. Sorry.