well lets keep this train moving. weekend... yeah it was good. i'm too far removed to discuss in detail. let's see what things happened

airport pickup
anna's
bc
crazy chris encounter. chris sucks, i'm sorry but its true. chris being angela's ex-boyfriend. he just f'n sucks. i liked him fine the first time i met him, i thought it was weird that the hawken girls who met him all hated him, but then i spent like 3 more days out with him and i see that he's a giant dick who doesn't treat angela well. seriously dude, that was my shtick in high school but angela was never in love with me so it wasn't that bad. you dick.

anyways we're walking out of the B.C. dance marathon (which i can't talk about because it'll just get geoff riled up) and we run into chris, who shakes hands with jen and geoff and i (and he remembered me, nice of him) and gives angela a hug and then just walks away, even though we were clearly walking out of the gym and not into it as he was. no 'bye' even. what a jerkass.

onward... we played kemps. and got run. geoff and i got run that is. the girls... they used their telepathy. i thought that was against the rules, but they were all about telepathy. it does confirm THAT theory at least. girls have telepathy.

that was friday night. saturday we woke up late and went to bartley's. delicious bartleys. i got a double burger by mistake. i mean, it was obvious that the republican (what geoff got) would be a double burger, so i guess i should have known that the george w. bush would be a double burger also. the bbq on this burger was sick though. and i like sweet potato fries now, too. so a successful bartley's trip, other than my not finishing the double burger (got to the second patty, so i ate a lot more than i was expecting to going in)

then we went to the mall. for almost 3 hours.

why? i don't even know why. i don't remember how it happened at all. all i know is i ended up with a black creative zen micro and jen ended up with a silver one.

it is quite choice. and its so much nicer to use windows explorer than to use itunes. i hate itunes. it's evil. all it stands for is evil. fucking fascists. and apple sucks too. if you like itunes or apple or ipods you are tools of corporate america and the riaa. ok that's not true, but still. itunes sucks, as well as its designed. music was meant to be free.

saturday night we went out to some bar downtown. it was pretty stupid for a while, just standing around, but by the end of the night it was pretty fun. lots of geoff laughing at me. it's ok though. i beat him in mvp. but that's tomorrow, so we'll get there.

we got home and crashed, woke up, hung around... i think we stopped playing nba live and went over to get food in newton corner around 3 or so. 3 is a good time to get lunch on sundays for sure. after calzones and jp licks (oreo cookie milkshake i mean frappe = the proverbial shizzle), went back to my place to vege out some more. 'vege' doesn't look the way it should. anyways, this is where i beat geoff 6-0. or 6-1. i think it was 6-0. i'm 99% sure it was 6-0. a's over the ... who was he? damnit this story sucks this way. i was the a's. he was the astros! i beat up on rocket. and i also used like 7 pitchers. it was a good time. hadn't touched mvp in a while, so this got me nice and primed for 2005 (which i have now and will discuss in the near future, possibly this afternoon)

what else, what else. oh i copied a lot more mp3s off these cds i have around and put them on my computer. i'm up to mp3cd120 now. that's about halfway. and it's also about 110 gigs of mp3s. thats a lot of mp3s. let's stop talking about this now.

jen/geoff/angela/myself went to target, thinking it would close at 10. it closes at 9. 15 minutes at target does not a target trip make. or something. anyways, it was kind of a bust, so we decided to go bowling.

i took pictures of lanes and games. cheesiest. decorum. ever. and giant dicks working there too. they suck. but it was regular bowling so it wasn't all that bad.

geoff and i stayed up until 3 that night copying music and talking about music somewhat haphazardly. and watching adult swim. it really was pretty ideal.

this was the crux of the trip though. it sounds stupid. geoff was sittin on my bed copying music and reading espn.com. i was copying music off cds to my computer and saying "hey remember this band?" and having conversations with him about what he found on espn. we had cartoons on in the background, so they'd sneak in when we weren't talking with a well-timed joke or two. it was relaxing, it was college-like, and it wasn't work. i think a huge part of it was that geoff and i don't have friends like each other in kc/boston. i mean... talk about a way to sell me on moving to kansas city. it's not gonna happen, but that was a pretty good pitch.

monday was sorta silly. we woke up and got our shit together for geoff's 1pm flight, except his flight was really at friggin 4 because of mechanical issues on his plane. he called around and got a connection that left minneapolis at 6 so he could get home tonight. then we f'd around, eventually got food somewhere with jen and angela.. um... i dunno where. where did we get food? does it matter? probably not. but i mean, i should know this. oh, quiznos, near jen. that's right. it was good, of course. clearly you don't care by this point.

dropped geoff off, dropped angela off, went over to jen's, took a nap, woke up to hear that geoff's flight was even further delayed and now he's going to be sleeping in minnesota cuz there is no connection to get him to KC until tuesday AM. so f'n lame. nice job NWA. speaking of lame, its pretty lame that northwest airlines is calling themselves NWA. lame and completely clueless. hehe.

work just picked up heavily here. i gotta meeting in 5 minutes and some other shit i have to take care of, so i gotta cut this post short. whatever, i got some of my main points across. the point i didn't get across is this - i don't give bowling the credit it deserves.

that is all.