twas a good day.

spent it mostly with abbi, as was the plan.

jason and i did indeed go into the studio, and hung black curtains to start with.  looks nice as a background for the anchors shot.  after that, i worked on a quicky sports opening.  nice.

then, i picked up abbi, and brought her back to my place.

we mostly cold lamped.  i showed her some of rushmore.  i don't think she found it that funny, but, hey. no one's perfect.

she logged onto the site for the first time.  seemed impressed.  i think she was sorta scared or something.  haha.  she said she didn't feel right about reading it.  felt like she was looking into my brain, which should be kept private.

i tell her i'm not totally truthful.

but i think i'm somewhat close to it.

oh well.

she signed the guest book.

after that, we headed out to berkshire and got some pizza.  i saw josh swavley, stacey zocco and her boyfriend.

my childhood days were filled with dreams of going into an eb shop and being able to buy a video game with a girl at my side.  i guess every geek hopes to one day offset his geekdom with a cool, pretty chick.

anyway, that dream came true today, when i purchased max payne with abbi.

she also loaned me ten bucks so i could buy a copy of cowboy bebop on video.  i'm a friggin' geek, and she doesn't care.

i love that girl, i swear.

right now, i'm sitting on the sofa, taking deep breathes, because i can still smell her there.

sorta.

i'm pathetic.

but, hey, she said she does it with me too.

smells her clothes after i'm gone, i mean.

and, she'll be gone through the new year's at her dad's, so i need to stock up on my fill of her.

so, anyway, here it is a friday night, every known person at my school is out partying or some such fucking shit, and i'm sitting at my computer monitor.

just talked to my mom.  i told her installing the game on the comp screwed up the sound - which it did.

she yells at me from 100 miles away.

i hang up.

i eventually got the sound working, by the way.  just had to re-start the comp, like, seven times.

time six:  "no way it'll work this time."

time seven:   "ok, maybe just ONE more time."

success.

what else?

argh.  i don't know.  vacation grows shorter by the day.  i guess that's how vacations work.

i've still got calculus homework to do.  i've still got english homework to do.

i work tomorrow and sunday.

but, monday and tuesday are open, so i guess i'll knock 'em out then.

i found out jen's probably going to be away from mike over new year's, so maybe i'll check and see if she wants to chill for a while.

of course, with my luck, mike will stay home anyway, and i'll be lonely on christmas eve.

sigh.

-t