violachic

So lately it seems as if life is simply layer upon layer of surrealism. Only one of the recent examples is last night.

Remember that "dumb ex-boyfriend" I ran into a couple months ago who never called me? Yep, you guessed it, last night he called me. Turns out he and his two brothers and his best friend have moved into a house barely two miles from me. So I went over and hung out for a bit. In a lot of ways it was like ten years had never passed. Except for the story he told me about getting arrested in Cancun for a bar brawl and being strip-searched in the middle of the desert by Mexican police and being in jail overnight with a Mariachi band. I missed that part. It was a lot of fun. And his best friend Rob passed the bar exam and was sworn in as a REAL LIVE LAWYER last week. WOOHOO! Yay for Rob! I must buy Rob a drink this weekend. Oh yes, that's right. Tom and Rob promised they would join us on Friday night, and I plan to hold them to it.

Oh yeah, and I got a Nutcracker gig for the end of the month. Its a prime gig, I'm really happy. Whew- now I can go Christmas shopping!

But now I'm tired.

*poof*