long, hectic, awesome weekend involving drunken Irish parties

[ltgmars]

Well, no drunken Irish parties for me, but Claire says that she'll have to endure some.

Her dad got remarried, after all!!

So Saturday was our super-awesome quartet day, involving our quartet roadtrip to Chicago, our quartet playing-in-the-blazing-sun-for-four-hours gig, our quartet eat-catered-food that-wasn't-brought-for-us break, our quartet sleep-on-the-way-back-home car ride, our quartet eat-at-the-Great-Wall-and-piss-off-the waitress-because-25%-of-us-is-vegetarian dinner, our quartet symphony outing, and our quartet barely-get-home-and-wish-Alice-a-safe-trip-home-because-it's-late-and-she-lives-in-Elkhart-and-we're-all-crazy-tired drive home.

Note how I got all of that in one sentence. That takes massive amounts of skill.

Today was the last SBYSO concert that Diki'll ever play in. ;_; Augh, so many "lasts" and yet so many "firsts" come this time of year. I'd alternate between tears of joy and tears of sorrow if I didn't get dehydrated so easily. I got lots of pictures of people!

Select pictures, by the way, are in the next entry. It's been privatized for "creepy real life people" since there are too many local people in them, though, so sorry if you're an online person and you wanted to see them. You know I luff you.

Bah, I hope my parents find a Spanish copy of 100 Years of Solitude at Borders. That's my self-inflicted Spanish assignment for next year.

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[wildhunter.livejournal.com]

Jolly good, i say, huzzah.