So my internet's down at home. In case anybody missed me (unlikely) and was wondering where I've been...
How, you may be asking, is our dearest Tap updating if her internet's gone? Well, friends, I happen to be in my Creative Writing class, bringing this to you illegally and wondering why sarahtales had to wait until after I'd lost my internet to update QoM.
Let's recap...nice party-filled weekend. Friday night! Pomplemous show at some pool. A crazy old man turned up near the end yelling about the noise level: "I WANNA KNOW WHO TO SUE! THIS MUSIC IS TOO LOUD! PEOPLE LIVE IN THIS NEIGHBORHOOD!"
Band Drummer Guy: People live here? Oh, that's what they do here!
First busted party I've ever been to, and there wasn't even anything illegal there (well, duh, Tap only goes to good-childe parties).
Then on Saturday I went to the jazz festival in town with my old friend My[esha] (and Piglet too--by Piglet I mean Nicole) and we had a grande olde time. Saw the Male Embodiment of Sex on Earth in Chipotle...gave him the ole EYE and all. I must have looked like I was having a spaz. Spaz alert.
I'm babbling, I know, but I've been internet-deprived for so long, I am itching to update every journal, everything I have that I can't get to at home.
This, of course, won't be a problem if anyone is willing to give Tap wireless internet.