Hmm.....definitely should be outside.

I'm a little disoriented - screwing up my Friday schedule apparently also screws me up. I've been hanging around here for the past couple hours, reading and not cleaning. I had a pleasant surprise while walking to bio today. A girl from my floor was walking to the same class, so we went together. We went to rival high schools in rival towns, and knew each other slightly from high school tennis. We had a nice walk to TLS, and when we got there, it turned out we were only doing evaluations for our 2 bio professors. We got that done, and she had to go to the co-op to pick up a few things, so I tagged along. I looked through the sci-fi section just on the outside chance that they had a Star Wars book I wanted, and they did! One copy of the newest in the series was sitting there, just waiting for me. Later, as we walked out, who do I see but my favorite curly-headed cousin Fran. Well, cousin of a cousin is more specific, but it gets hard to explain. Is he like a cousin once removed or something? I never know how that works. So, now I have tentative plans for tomorrow to play tennis with Ashley, swim with Fran, go to a jazz show with Anne, and hopefully hang out with Greg. I decided a couple days ago to not go home this weekend if it looked like it would be a better investment of my time to stay here, and I 'm sticking to that. My family is moving into the new house this weekend, or already has, I'm not too clear. All I know for sure is that I called this morning, and the answering machine is there and operational. Another reason I wanted to go home is the high school play. It kind of stabs a little into my gut to think about them getting all dressed and makeup-ed as I write this, with sound screwups and mic difficulties and the gym packed with friends and family......I feel bad for not being there. A couple good friends at home have been helping out with the production - set building, rehearsals, etc. I hope it's on good old Plymouth 16 when I go home, but it's still not the same. I feel guilty for not going, but I have to ask myself if anyone will really miss me. For the past couple days I've been telling myself no, but I'm not so sure that's true. No matter how much we all complained about it, "the play" was a huge part of our lives in high school. Ha, so much drama.....Candice and I still talk about past events in relation to the high school plays - "Remember during the play freshman year when such-and-such happened?" "Remember the K-people?", the dirty, dirty alternate songs to South Pacific.....I should be in that damn half-gym right now. It's been well over a year since the last one, and I just had a flashback of sitting in Scott's lap in the wings before the show in that stupid flimsy pink thing......I'm really over a year past that? Good.

Going to see the Conn-men tonight. Should be fun; they're quite goofy.