So I've got a sore throat today. I'm not fond of sore throats at all...constantly clearing one's throat and having a half-human, half-gravel voice is not the most charming of situations. Mais c'est la vie.
This week...stuff happened. Let's see: I seem to have gotten good enough at navigating with a longboard that I managed to ride through the place I fell when I was first learning, no problems. My bud and I spent some time practicing boarding last night after dinner, as he is attempting to learn (and doing pretty well), at which point I discovered that a. the terracey area near Sprague that they just finished is awesome as an obstacle course and b. luging is fun on a longboard. Mind you, I didn't take any sloped areas with the board, as I didn't have a helmet with me...might try rolling from Sontag to Ac End with a helmet and kneepads this weekend.
I have been chilling a lot with said bud of late. Some of his friends came into town to visit him so they might all go together to EDC, the spiffy techno carnival in LA, so I enjoyed participating in their shenaniganery this past weekend. Also, said bud and I have ambitions for delicious dinner tonight involving steak. And salad. I'm taking care of the salad part, thankfully, though said bud seemes to be a bit picky on the veggies...still, real food is good. Especially if it's tasty. Like steak.
Ooooooh so we started a D&D game earlier this week. Tuesday night, I think. Actually, Tuesday was awesome because I first watched Doctor Who, then played DnD, then talked to my sister for a while. A fabulous evening...until I realized that hey, I'd taken our dear Snakey out (his name is actually Snakey) before I went to watch Doctor Who, and it was 8 hours later, and it looked like I had never put him back. So that resulted in a frantic search for a while. An eventually successful search (he was hiding under my roommate's bed), but still, I'm not taking Snakey out again for a while. I mean, he couldn't hurt a fly...I think they'd startle him too much...but it's still bad form to lose a snake in a suite of people. So that wasn't good at all.
Well, I should bug my friend about steakmaking. And maybe I should hit the practice rooms later tonight for some music-doing. (I've written two songs this week, but I have yet to write any happy lyrics this summer, and I told my sister I would...) Should be a good evening. As many are.