Well, for those of you don’t know, I spent most of yesterday night reinstalling OS X. I have to say it was a success, and the least painful computer operation I have ever done that involved a complete reformat.
I did it so that I could write. I was having all these wonky issues (as you all know) with my voice recognition program, and I believe that this may have been solved. It will take a few weeks of testing to be sure, but it’s working now, which is all I care about.
I rose so much this weekend, but I didn’t actually read about the most important thing that happened. Well, and the thing that happened before the most important…well…I’ll just take you there.
Sunday.
We had been invited to a barbecue at the HorseCow gallery/art community by Christen and Allen.
So Christen I went downtown to rendezvous with Annie so we could hit the Jazz Festival.
The gang in front of the capitol.
We tried on hats and found some that looked awesome on us. Hat pics!
Hats, hats, hats, oh my!
After that we headed down to HorseCow. There was nobody there except for the people from trash film orgy were filming a movie. As soon as I got there, this guy named Josh came up to me and started talking to me. Christen and I ended up having a great time, going with Christen down to the beach and having our own party:
Party in the computer room!
Christen and Allen.
So, long story short, we drank a whole bunch of vodka and cranberry juice, swung on the big swing that was attached to the rafters in the common room until it broke and we almost died, played a bunch of drunken pool, went down to the weir (this huge structure that helps Sacramento in the event of a flood), and as we were coming back from the weir I was starting to sober up. By the time we had walked back, I was completely back to my senses. And, with the wonderful timing that he has, Alex called me. He said he was about ready to pick me up, and I gave him directions over the phone.
I ran to the end of the driveway of HorseCow, jumped in his car, and headed off to ghost hunt. We first stopped at his mom’s house in Natomas. I started talking with Noam and Avril, two of Alex’s best friends. I absolutely love them! I was telling them all about the craziness at the gallery and how the main event of the night (a performance art piece were me and Christen were to get naked and get sprayed with paint) didn’t actually take place.
We felt out the spirits in this creepy field by his house:
X-files. (Alex, Avril, and Noam)
We were going to go to more hotspots of supernatural activity, but somehow it had become like one o’clock in the morning and Noam and Avril went home. I really didn’t know what Alex and I were going to do after that, so we just drove around the Garden Highway, which I guess is in Natomas (I had no idea where we were most of the time).
After driving for quite awhile, we parked at an isolated spot in view of the airport. He opened the moon roof and we watched shooting stars for a while, holding hands in the semidarkness. Unfortunately, the cops showed up and hassled us, but we got through the incident unscathed. We had our second kiss that night. It was just as incredible as the first one. I don’t know what it is with this boy. He just gets to that place. I don’t know what else to say.
It dawned on me today that someday I might have sex with him and it just sort of like blew me away, ’cause I pictured that kiss times like a hundred thousand and it just seemed impossible.
As Annie said, with me it’s feast or famine. I think the Josh from HorseCow got the wrong idea about me. I just couldn’t think of a polite way to say “I have a boyfriend.” Well, he didn’t try anything on me, so it was OK. Maybe he’s just a nice guy (I’ve been meeting a lot of those lately).
At around two, Alex drove me home and he briefly met Christen. I remember the look on her face, the “omg how cute!”
About that time, Annie called us to tell of the drama. Oh, left that part out. Well, when we all first got there, Annie got bored and left, but love of her life Scott showed up and she was back in a flash. They were hanging out all night… it was obvious she was in ecstasy. I actually talked to Scott, which was so inexorably strange after hearing about him thirdhand for so long, and he’s a cool guy I guess.
I guess that’s it for that night. An incredible party with my best friends, and holding hands under the stars with a new love. What more could I ask for?