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Friday - There was a super important Property tutoring, so I made sure to actually go to class. I actually saw Ramona talking with some people outside of City Tree on my way in, but declined to say hi. She's awesome, so she brought doughnuts to session. Awwww....also kind of glad these same are not vegan. Michael presented her with the gift cert they had bought, and I just sat there guiltily. The session went well - I certainly understand the material, at any rate. I was a little surprised, and significantly more disappointed to discover that we had no Contracts class. On the other hand, if I'd known that, I probably wouldn't have shown up at all, so it's for the best. Studied during both the hour and the break, but only for Crim. In CivPro, I was happy to not be called on. I did, however, use the time that the girl that did get called on to update myself for the class at hand - enough that I was able to contribute relevantly to the discussion at one point. Cool. Didn't stay for tutoring. Didn't do much of anything before Ken came home, though I was hoping for a repeat of yesterday before I had to leave for rehearsal. Nothing doing. Rehearsal itself was fine, though it dragged a bit. I sent Ken a text when I had an estimate of when I would be done, but didn't hear back from him. I left after my parts were done, and rushed home, where I thought there might at least be leftovers for me. Nope. He'd gone to Panda Express for dinner. I avoided snark or similar, and just mentioned that I'd though we were having dinner together, and if we weren't, an appropriate time to mention that would have been when I texted him. In retrospect, I suppose I could have mentioned my dinner hopes in my e-mail to him. Tragedy averted, he dj'd and I played on the internet. I started drinking, and was poking about in the pics from his latest vacation. He noticed, and took offense to, my having changed the primary pic for that folder to him sitting on one of the guys that fucked him, Adam. I'd thought he'd already seen it, but was fairly non-plussed all the same. I kept pressing him for why he was upset. Originally, it was because it was not a very flattering pic of him. Fine. I changed it to one of Adam's soft dick. No. Why? Because. I changed it to one of Adam. No. Why? Because these were HIS pics, HIS memories, and that's not what really stuck out in his mind about the trip. Okay, so I'll go ahead and change pics on the folders of the desktop to my tricks from that week? And maybe make a few new folders to accomodate them all? No? Fine. Matthew had messaged me on facebook, mentioning that he and Brandon were going to Rich's, and would I like to accompany them. Ken had taken a break, and was sitting outside on the couch. I went to him, and mentioned how much I wanted him to come out with me. Nothing doing. Dallas came over, and had a little pre-drink himself, and we left just in time. He still wanted to walk over to his car, so I just gave him my key and ran my damn self. Slid in just in time, and saw Matt, Brandon, and Chris at the bar. Stood next to them quietly - Chris noticed first, then had to point me out to Brandon, then finally Matt saw me. We headed outside, where Matt asked me to share his drink, and I narrowly avoided having to talk to some people I'd rather not. We danced most of the night, Brandon sharing his drinks with me, and everyone occasionally losing each other. I saw Abid, from Paul's party not too long ago - he was Druuuuunk. At some point, I peeled off my scab from last week and started bleeding profusely from it. I told Abid and one other person I was positive as a result of this injury. Don't recall the other person's reaction, but Abid gave me a high-five and started trying to make out with me. Nothing doing, sir. Eventually escaped him and made it back out onto the dance floor, where the boys had met back up. Brandon gave me some of his drink, and teased me about Ken's music snobbery rubbing off. Eventually headed home with an armful of crackers, made cracker-dough, and went to sleep on the couch.
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