I have had... A good night!

I played some tennis. Lost a lot. Not a good night for me. Swore profusely, kicked things, and got generally upset.

Met Marianne. I was already in such a bad mood, and Dave went to see who it was, and started talking to them, and I was like "Oh God, it's Marianne and her brother. Don't let it be Marianne and her brother... fuck." I barely said anything, because I was in such a bad mood, but did not want to betray that fact...

Consequently, I was very upset with how our first meeting went. Whatever.

I was pretty upset, more so than I had been before, but eventually I talked to Dave about it and immediately felt a little better. Things only got better from there.

We picked up Alex, had fun, went to see an old girl of Dave's (soul sucking experience), had fun, played tennis, had fun, walked around, had fun... dropped Alex off, had fun.

Came back to Dave's, grabbed some beers, and shot the shit. It was great, just talking, looking at the stars, and drinking. I'm going to miss those guys.

Came back inside, and was extremely happy that the internet was back on. Then I found out Marianne wasn't on, and I was extremely disappointed. Seriously, I went on the internet for two reasons, and this is the second.

So, no one important is on. I have to pee. Then we're stealing Josh's laptop, watching Hot Fuzz, and sleeping. Good plan, Stan, good plan. (Heh. Dave's clearing the bed as I type.)

There have been some notable exceptions. But overall... this day has been a good one.

(Addendum: I spelled two things wrong before Dave caught them. Damn.)