8.11.2003

another weekend, another botched trip to berkeley on the part of my parents. we had been planning for them to come back up here to berkeley sometime in the near future, after moving me in and getting me halfway settled into the new place. the trip was planned for two weeks after the first arrival. it's been two months now, and the next time that i'll have a free weekend is the week of september thirteenth. yeesh. talk about bad timing, eh?

the weekend, then, despite me desperately trying to clear my schedule of everything, was in fact very much fun. (i would even say more fun than if my parents were here.) saturday was surprisingly productive, when i decided to help out with some facilities upkeep -- i can't pass up a free lunch, yo -- and after that, i finished copying out the music for two and a fifth of the shows for the band. this week will be, as many have said, pure insanity.

if you haven't already done so, i would recommend the goodness of s.w.a.t. despite my thinking that it would be a horrible movie. colin farrell just needs to get rid of his accent to make him seem as if he'd grown up in l.a. his whole life. the rest of the movie was definitely awesome (so much stuff blowing up!) and highly believable. there's a lot of stuff that can really happen, and it's very cool to see them not overplay abilities or teamwork or all the stupid crap that would otherwise bog down the movie.

this is my last week of summer sessions. monday through wednesday, the routine goes as follows: wake up, go to math class, and go to daop (director's assistants orientation party) for the rest of the day, where i'll hopefull learn something new and useful. (if not, well, it's something to keep my mind off of things.) on thursday, i take two finals, then take charge of a group of about fifty band recruits to make sure they somewhat know each other, attend bajillions of meetings, and host a few recruits for a night's stay in berkeley. on friday, i get to lead a busload of people and make sure they get to davis all right. until sunday, about two hundred people will be learning how to march and play and carry on traditions. the following week, we carry that over to berkeley, and then, voila, i turn nineteen, and school starts the following tuesday.

insanity indeed.

thanks to jon for making the weekend very bearable -- liam's funeral was on saturday, and i had to take care of some business a nice part of sunday afternoon. phone calls, again. it just doesn't seem to want to stop, but it's really nice to have someone there for you when you need that.

for the next week, i just hope i get more than four hours of sleep every night. i don't want to relive last week's sleep patterns. nor do i want to forget anything that's recently occurred.

onward to insanity, then. insanity with sleep.

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