Sunday, November 24, 2002
I had an awesome weekend. Woohoo. :)
Directly after work on Saturday afternoon, I drove an hour to San Antonio and goofed off with Adrienne at her dorm. Adrienne has the esteemed priviledge of being the first online friend I've met in Real Life. I had a blast, personally, and have decided that I definitely must make efforts to visit the rest of my net friends at some point in time. Any qualms I ever had about meeting people offline were pretty much dispelled, as a few of you will be rather glad to know.
So, I hung out with Adrienne and her boyfriend Brian (who are insanely cute together), and discussed fan fiction, classes, book binding, and the crime scene clean-up show on TLC. We chatted with Alec and Natasha for a bit, and made plans with her friend Mike (who is a really cool guy) to go see Chamber of Secrets; but we missed the late afternoon showing. We got tickets for the seven o'clock show and went next door to Borders to browse the aisles, where we wasted a lot of time recommending each other different sci-fi and/or fantasy novels, and being disappointed in the movie art on all of the Lord of the Rings covers. After that we headed to Chris Madrid's, where I had the best bacon cheeseburger, perhaps ever. Of course, this did cause us to miss the seven o'clock show, so we traded out tickets out for the eight-fifteen, which we did make, finally. :)
Chamber of Secrets was even better the second time. I was able to pay attention to a lot more of the details, and I came to the conclusion that I like Christian Coulson's Tom Riddle even more, especially the flashback (it's truly great; his expressions are perfect), and the way he circles and confronts Harry in the Chamber; but I dislike his "death" scene. The scream is good, but the way it's so drawn out, with the burning rays and the burst of fireworks-like sparks at the end... what is that?
The general consensus after the movie was that the last five minutes of it don't exist. (That's the way it is. You cannot convince me otherwise. It's disappeared into the abyss, kind of like the last two seasons of The X-Files.) We grabbed ice cream from the student center, and talked a lot about various subjects until sometime around three in the morning, at which point we crashed.
I got up relatively early and searched online for a church nearby to attend, while Adrienne and Brian slept in. The church I ended up going to was a nice parish called Blessed Sacrament Church, which was a lovely experience. It was somewhat like the parish I was a member of back when I was altar serving in sixth and seventh grade (um, before that parish became a completely misguided community... but that's another story). The priest at Blessed Sacrament was small Irish man who reminded me very much of the priest I was most fond of in Louisiana, Father Mossy Gallagher. I loved Father Gallagher. He was shorter than I was in the seventh grade, and extremely sweet; he used to tease me good-naturedly about being the one of the only girls among all the altar boys. He'd retired, so it was fairly rare that I was able to serve at one of his Masses, but I always liked him best. I wonder if Father Gallagher is still at Saint Margaret Mary parish.
But anyway. So, all in all, a very good weekend. And I don't even have anything to dread this upcoming week; in fact, I only have things to look forward to, really. I have class on Monday and Tuesday only, and Thanksgiving on Thursday, and I have to call Melanie and figure out exactly what our plans are going to be (fun... visiting with two net friends in one week).
On top of all that, last week Micki and I finally rearranged and decorated our apartment as it should be, and it looks really wonderful. I just have a few curtains to hang, and it'll be pretty much done. I'm really pleased with how everything turned out, too. (Any requests for pictures will be fulfilled after the Christmas decorations go up. :))
And finally, on a completely random note:
I am the epitome of unrequited love but at least I do something constructive with it... sing beautiful songs, which will continue to win audiences over years after we have split up. I can be wistful, cathartic and depressive but at the same time I am a very deep, thoughtful person. More than likely I am contemplating something very important even if I don't look like the sort! I think before I speak and so what I say somehow has more meaning. Basically, I'm a well-rounded person so nyah :P Which 80s band are you?
The funny thing is, my musical taste has gone on a Smiths kick recently. Heh. :)
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