A caravan of us (Heather, Carver, Kevin, Kristen, Brandon, Hans, Jay, and I) headed out for the Dali exhibit... and when we got there we found out it was sold out on weekends for the rest of it's time at the museum. Damn. So we started drinking. We went to Dead Fred's (or something like that) and played a lot of pool, took a lot of pictures, and drank drank drank. Good times, good times. Half way through the night Heather, Carver, and I went to get some things out of her car... and discovered it had been towed. We were all pretty well hammered... and Carver and Heather went to deal with the car while I drank more. We left and finished the night back at Heather and Kevin's with... more drunken craziness.
Sunday we got up and Heather, Carver, and I went for breakfast. When the other 3 finished eating we started drinking again. I don't know what time it was... but it was a mid-afternoon with tequila. Lots of it.
I needed this weekend since I got back to PA. Pics will be coming soon.
I've been watching the Conclave ceremonies on CNN today. It's kind of amazing. I'm not very religious, but they're doing everything in the chapel... it's incredible to me.
I've got 4 days left here. I'm sad. And excited simultaneously. I can't wait to get back to the ship (and to Melissa), but I'm going to miss people here.
*sigh* this life. And that's not a negative sigh... it's not regret or discontent. It's just... life.
I had just typed about a paragraph about life... but fuck it. I'm not in the mood to be deep and you're not in the mood to read it, I'm sure.