an interesting weekend. i stayed with allen&co. and got to see lots and lots of people.

friday, my parents and grandmother and i went to see "welcome to mooseport," which made me laugh out loud, which is supposed to be the best medicine. right? after that, i went over to my friends' apartment. the evening worked out to be a night of gentle bar-hopping followed by mucho bailando. i spotted one of my former campers and a kid from my high school. i spent a really long time talking to the geekiest possible botanist about plant parts. danced my ass off with allen and ended up kissing some random cute boy. crashed out on the couch. drunk. but pleased.

saturday i watched movies and chatted with people and ate a vegetarian sausage/pepperoni pizza. i had to take a nap in the evening, which i usually don't like doing, but oh my god would i need it... matty_n and clint and i were trying to avoid a potentially dull party at the apartment, so we grabbed a beer at a new bar around midnight and then we were all going to clint's to sleep.

but when i got back to the 'drome the party was still going strong, and for once it was filled with good-looking people. so i stayed and talked to some random nice people and helped pick out some music. i ended up talking for a couple hours to this guy, um, "biff"....biff is very unusual to me. we share a love of food, and i think he's really smart. we also unfortunately share a love of drink. and we're both recently single. very recently. so. we ended up spending the night together. it ended up kind of weird, especially this morning when his sister came in to wake him up *blush* and then she found out it wasn't even my room we were in *blushushush*.

biff has got a lot of ideas i don't agree with, but he is probably the most driven person i've met in a long time, unless it's all just talk about the career and family he wants. he's a goal-setter, something i'm not really. so i don't know if i'll ever see him again, but we had a lot of fun just talking out on the fire escape and...whatnot. i'm pleased to report that i didn't drink an excessive amount saturday night, so i don't regret a thing. what a good feeling. i think i may look him up on the internet, just to say that i'm sorry i didn't get to say goodbye to him, and that i liked talking to him, and that maybe we can go out sometime. i hope that won't make me creepy. i obviously have no idea what i'm doing. i just want to meet some new people and go places and do things. K never wants/wanted to do anything but sit in the pub and it drives/drove me crazy. god, i hate not knowing which tense to use.

anyway, today i had a delicious thai lunch with matty and now i am home and soooooooo tired. i didn't fall asleep until about seven this morning. and i got up at ten. ugh.