So, I've had a weekend filled with human interaction. How bizarre. Friday was Brenden and Sarah Ruzicka's party party, Molly, John and I met (or re-met, depending on the subjects) the in-laws (super nice), Brother Tom, Perdue Kerri (Carrie?), Sister Kate, Peru Brigette, Buddy Matt, his girlfriend Unnamed, and they were all wonderful. While bewildering to be around people. . . seriously one of the first times in a while i've had multiple conversations to listen to. . . It was AWESOME to see each and every one of them (actually, i'm now thinking i don't know the peru friend, nor do i know the girlfriend of Bren's friend, and i feel like a jerk, but they were cool anyways. :) and also to see poor Tim Sozko (Molly's Cupid - it's funny cause she Loooooooves him, and he's in Cupid Players. hilarious. i mean me, and the show) sit there in silence attempting to bother to take it all in. . .bars are too loud for first time integration of individuals into a set, ya know? poor dude. Through this whole thing i was trying to cope with the inevitable situation of ALWAYS having "old friends" to reuinite with (not aged. . . though that might also be impending, but i mean to say from-the-past). blech to that. All in all, that night was as overwhelming as this run-on post. Then, on Sunday, John and I convinced Molly and Lucy to come to the park, and then we all had Gyros with Tim and the Sox. . . who are going to the world series. I had had so many other people to talk to this weekend (including dinner with my parents on Saturday) that i didn't even kick John out untill Monday morning. (he had to work in the suburbs) Crazy.

That's my weekend. byeee.