I am returned.

As of 4:30 in the am, on Monday morning. Which I have to admit was slightly less annoying when I arrived home and found my autographed copy of "Common Reaction" waiting for me (along with a personalized signed photo! Love!) I went to work, and somehow managed not to fall asleep during the day, but was completely exhausted Tuesday and came home from work and passed out until this morning at 11:00am!!

Luckily I was able to wake up early enough to still have time to do a bit of cleaning and unpacking before my 1:00 appointment to show the house to a potential roomate. Who is my favorite thus far (unless Kara moves gets a job here, and moves back). His name is Ray. He's a costume designer. Either he's a little hipster boy or a homo. Either or the combination of which I welcome with open arms.

Alyssa is moving in tomorrow. It'll be wierd to finally have people living with me in the house after being here all summer by myself. Though, it's good to have the transistion after coming off of a little vacation where I was at home and able to be around friends and make social. If I had to return to my little world of lonely solitude it would suck.

I don't really have a recap of the weddings, but I do happen to love this sequence of photos taken from Sarah's:











I had a blast and the memories (even those I can't recall due to my innebriated state, but told to me through others stories) will last a lifetime. It was great to see friends, and even embarass myself via karaoke (twice in one week), and leave random drunken voicemails while eating donuts in a gas station--only to have my granparents question me about it later (it's Loup City. Word gets around).

Hmm, that reminds me...I owe Jodi a Thank You card for coming to get our asses.

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