Well, I'm back.

Best. Trip. EVER. Basically, from 3 PM Friday to 3 PM today were some of the most amusing 48 hours of my life. Heck, even the bus rides were fun, albeit too long (6 hours to get there) and too short (three and a half hours to get back). Finally, FINALLY, Gabe's endless bragging pays off. His dad is a member of the Academy, which means he owns basically every movie ever made, including ones that have just come out in theaters. So, got to watch 25th Hour on the first bus ride. Much love for Edward Norton. Much love for free movies.

And, yeah. Jazz chorus is the best, once there are only thirteen of us (instead of the usual thirty). Staying up until 1 AM with about ten of us eating candy and telling bad jokes (or whacking the teller of the bad jokes with pillows, candy wrappers, fists...) in Louisa & Joyce's hotel room, spending all of yesterday wandering from jazz performance group to jazz performance group with the usual suspects and Ryder (who spent the whole day with us, surprisingly enough, and now I know that he's a very cool person, along with being my new copy bitch), having the judges say "screw you, we're giving the judges' choice award to the pianist instead of one of the three soloists," laughing at said judges because we really don't care, eating junk food, not getting to Starbuck's, bumping into this random kid I know who apparently plays the saxophone (who knew?), eating Thai food, spending more money on food than any of us expected, sitting around in Gabe & Dan's hotel room in our pajamas and throwing candy wrappers at Sarah Hughes (on TV, natch) because she came way too close to beating Michelle Kwan, not getting enough sleep, singing jazz songs over and over and over, "learning" how to "scat" (dwee dwee dwee dwee da dwee!) and how to enunciate ("I'm not impressed by parasites...") from the other choral groups, watching members of the jazz band attempt to freestyle and failing badly ("I fucked your great-grandmother!" "Yeah, well I fucked Adam and Eve, which is kinda like fucking EVERYBODY!") and... yeah. Good times, good times. We be nutso.

So, haven't seen a computer in 63 hours, and I don't even want to know what skip=??? I have to check on my friends list... Oh, well. At least I amuse myself.

::looks around blearily::

::staggers in::

111 new e-mails, mostly mailing list shit. Skip=257 on friends list, not quite as bad as I expected. Countless new fics, many good, but too much all at once. New bandwagon, yum, hence the GIP. Will have to make some sort of contribution to the domlijbilleh at some point. Possibly before the weekend is over. First, my brain must explode.

::brain explodes::

And now, the penguin on top of your television set will explode.

::it does so::

::kaydee wanders off in search of food::

Die, computer, die.

Just spent an hour and a half on one of those goddamn surveys, and my computer froze. Well, fuck the survey. Not doing it again. Oh, well, no one would've read it, anyway.

Mutter mutter grumble grumble.