I disappeared this weekend in a haze of beer and smoke. Friday, after work, I went and drank at DSP, followed by a hike to Denny's and bed at 6 am. Then I was up at 10:30 to go back to Sonka's for Polar Ice and had my first beer at 11:30. I took a little break for some of the DDD's last swim meet ever, and to get cigars with the boys (and ashamaley.)

Some pictures of Saturday on Palila Vision

Back at my house, we watched Shaolin Soccer. Well, they watched it, I fell asleep through the part I'd already seen. Joel stayed to watch some Buffy season 7 and sleep on a couch instead of the floor, I promised to bring him back to Indy the next day (his birthday!), and the other three left.

Sunday, I woke with a terrible, drums-in-the-back-of-the-head headache. Joel and I watched some more Buffy, and then it was off to Indy, where we all sat around waiting for slow people (who never ended up being ready) to go to lunch. Eventually we ditched them and ate anyway. Instead of driving back to teh Haute then, I stuck around to watch the Super Bowl. Don't ask who I was for, I was kinda rooting for a nap and a boring, blowout game. But we did go to Ritters at halftime.

I intended to leave, again, after watching The Simpsons, but when I went to say goodbye to everyone at the other of the two apartments, I realised I was either just too tired to drive home, or knew subconciously that I had nothing to do Monday, and wanted to stay, talk about Buffy, and do some more laughing with the rest of the guys.

So I stayed, we watched Bubba Ho-Tep. I froze on the floor, curled up in a ball with a borrowed pair of scrub pants from Nagi, size XXL, and all the clothes in my car. I swear, the one week I clean out the clothes in my car... Anyway, I wouldn't have traded freezing for my comfy quilt (But I'm really glad Joel let me borrow his when he left for a jorb interview.)

In all, I had an awesome weekend, I was sad that I had to leave to come back for chapter tonight and work tomorrow night. But what other group can I, when they start talking about things I don't care about or don't know about, can tell them that I'm zoning out and thinking about sex, and nobody gets offended?